Seth Speight’s accounts of his action at the Battle of Franklin from his interview in the August 25, 1935 “The Altus Times-Democrat”, Altus, Oklahoma:
Yankee soldiers were lying all about as were the Confederates, making it almost impossible to determine friend from foe in the melee.
I was lying there enjoying the fight as best I could, when I happened to glance at a man lying in front of me. I saw he was wearing the blue of the Yankee so I pushed my rifle into his side and told him to just lay his gun aside and roll over to me.
We crawled on a little farther and I saw another blue uniform. I repeated the stick-up set again and another victim was added to my life of captures.
This went on until I had gathered about nine Yankees. They were crawling along in front of me without their rifles and I was bringing up the rear, herding them toward out lines when the most burning and searing agony I have ever known tore through my shoulder, barely missing vital spots. The agony was caused by a minnie ball about the size of the end of a man’s thumb. It had passed through my shoulder, not quite coming out the back.
As for the Yanks I had captured, I don’t suppose I shall ever know what became of them. My major worry at the time had no place for the Yank at all. I was simply interested in doing something to stop the severe pain that was shooting through my whole uppoer body.
One of my comrades came along about that time and applied a tourniquet, which is probably the one thing that prevented my bleeding to death right there on the field of battle.
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