Name | Cleland Washington COCKFIELD [1, 2, 3, 4] | |
Born | 10 Feb 1822 | Williamsburg County, South Carolina ![]() |
Gender | Male | |
HIST | The Cockfield Plantation was located in Green Ponds, South Carolina, near Whitehall, Cumbahee River, and consisted of 2300 acres. The plantation was sold after Cleveland’s death and all relations moved to Ard’s Crossroads, Johnsonville, South Carolina. The plantation was sold to his step-father-in-law, Williams Lewis Lee (actually it is his step-father - his mother’s second husband). [2] | |
MILI | Cleland was killed while charging up a hill bravely bearing the Confederate flag in the Battle of Murfreesboro, Tennessee, December 31, 1862. He was a gallant soldier, courageous and unselfish; decorated by Colonel Walker for bravery just prior to Cleland’s death. He was issued the Medal of Honor on 3 Oct 1863- He was in Company E 10th SC Infantry- Source says he and Miss Owens had two children- John Henry Cockfield and James Ashley Cockfield This is part of the letter written by William James McNeeley Lee, the half brother of Cleland Washington Cockfield, to his father, William Lewis Lee, and his brother, Robert Yancey Hayne Lee, on 10 Jan 1863 in Shelbyville, Tennessee - “I’ve been trying all through this long letter to break the news that is too sad to write. Brother Cleland (Cleland Washington Cockfield) was killed on our last charge up the hill (the Battle of Murfreesboro, Tennessee). He was bearing our tattered flag (a picture of the flag is on page 174A) when a ball passed through his head killing him instantly. Within a few steps John (Cleland’s son ???) fell wounded in the abdomen and died the next day. We three were near together in battle but the smoke and fire was too thick to see through. Had I known when he fell I would have defied a thousand deaths to go to him. That night when the living were reporting, Cleland and John were missing. A comrade told me that he was right beside Cleland when a ball tore off the top of Cleland’s head and that he died instantly. I got permission from Colonel Pressley and went immediately out on the battle field in search of Cleland and John, looked into thousands of faces cold in death but could not find them. I brought in Captain BUddin who is severly wounded but may live. When I reached the hospital, I learned that Cleland and John had been brought in by the Infirmary Corps. Cleland had been robbed of all his money, his watch and medal. His Bible wrapped in a flag soaked with his blood was in his pocket over his heart. His last message is written on the fly-leaf to his wife. Robert, you keep the flag. I don’t think his wife ought to see it. It will only make her suffering keener to view it. I feel so sorry that his watch and medal were stolen. They would be worthy keepsakes for his two little sons, John and Ashley. The medal was presented to him for bravery in general, and particularly for this recent brave exploit. The Yankee pickets closed in on Cleland and seven other scouts, disarmed them and started marching them to prison. By Cleland’s signal he and all of the scouts seized upon and overcame their captors; took their rifles and returned to camp. Just a few days ago when Cleland was decorated with the medal, General Manigault said in his presentation speech, “Cleland Cockfield is always brave, cool and determined, almost to the point of rashness where danger is the greatest. He is always in the thickest of the fight, giving confidence to all around him by his fearless bravery.” I think that I shall never see home again. It was God’s mysterious mercy that spared me on Dec. 31st. A ball passed through my trousers and two through my hat, and left me here to have my bones blanched on some other battlefield, I guess. After the battle, trees were barked for 20 feet from the ground. Large trees were cut down by rifle balls. Visitors marvel that any living being could have existed. Break the news gently to Sister Trezva (Trezvan). Tell her Cleland was loved by all of our men. He lived nobly and died bravely. I cannot find words to comfort her. I am doo deeply bereft myself. Your lone and said, James Branch of Service: Army-Infantry Company/Regiment: 10th South Carolina Infantry Co. E Date of Service: unknown Starting Rank: Private Discharge Rank: Sergeant Date of Discharge: 12-31-1862 Reason for Discharge: Killed in Action at the Battle of Murpheesboro, Murpheesboro, Tennessee [2, 5, 6, 7] | |
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_UID | B7A859E462A1421FA123FA1159F40E265098 | |
Died | 1 Jan 1863 | The Battle of Murfreesboro, Murfreesboro, Tennessee ![]() |
Buried | He was buried in a mass grave in Murfreesboro, Tennessee, with his son, John Henry Cockfield on 31 Dec 1862 ![]() |
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Person ID | I89430 | Singleton and other families |
Last Modified | 14 Sep 2014 |
Father | Joseph COCKFIELD, b. 1785, d. 5 May 1828 (Age 43 years) | |
Mother | Jane SINGLETARY, b. 14 Oct 1802, d. 12 Jun 1841 (Age 38 years) | |
Married | Prince Frederick, South Carolina ![]() |
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_UID | 86EB57486091410AB6B9FC0145D21F715F13 | |
Family ID | F62079 | Group Sheet | Family Chart |
Family | Margaret COX | |||||||||||||||||||||
_UID | DA91B6A30D71450F889CEEC2D73F7178695F | |||||||||||||||||||||
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Last Modified | 1 Nov 2020 | |||||||||||||||||||||
Family ID | F62080 | Group Sheet | Family Chart |
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