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Bad Bad Jim the Naughty Boy Soldier!!!!!

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This is fun! A letter sent from New York City in 1863 to Miss. Rebecca Robinson at the State Normal School in New Britain, CT. It contained a picture of this slightly sinister Union officer, and her reply letter that states she does not know any Jims, except a common coachman, and says she'd not reply to unsolicited advances anyway. Please do not write again!!!! (Maybe he shoulda asked her "What's your sign?")
 
Touring with Daddy & Robbing the Secesh during War

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Interesting letter written by daughter of a Union officer who fights nearby at the 1863 Battle of Wlliamsburg. It is written on an engraving stolen by this young miss from the abandoned home of the President of William & Mary College!!! Text reads: Yorktown, Hotel St. Nicholas, March 29, 1863. Dear Annie, I suppose you perceive I am writing this on Sunday but there is great excitement here. Williamsburg only ten miles from here, was taken this morning by the Rebs. Luckily however we were there on Friday and got a good many secesh things. We went to a house occupied by the Provost Marshall and formerly by a Mr. Saunders a sessessionist, and was President of the William & Mary College at Williamsburg. I got thirteen letters, two drawings, three engravings (one of them is Queen Victoria) an Opiscopal Prayer Book and a shell (these I got myself) Mr. Rorke the proprietor of this house got a Bible and needlecase for me. I have not yet told you who were of the party. Father, Lt-Col Low. Q-Master Spencer, Adjutant Hathaway, Chaplain Wallace. Mr. Williams. Mr. Rorke. Mrs. Spencer. Mrs. Low. and myself. Father got a deed of 1722. He has just come in to dine with us. Oh! Dear, the men are talking so, I can hardly write, that is, Father, Lt-Col, and Q-Master. I have to stop about every second to get my senses. Mrs. Spencer & Mrs. Low went up to the camp yesterday but from the dreadful ride of Friday, I could not go. We had a rain storm yesterday, but it cleared off in the night. Did Miss Phillips get my letter? When you answer this, if you have your canvas home with you, please send me a small piece to finish my slippers. I have one of them finished but have not enough for the other. The men have not yet done looking for the city of Yorktown. I tell you there is not much city about it. The house we are staying in was the one Jeff Davis's Adjutant General occupied as his head-quarters when here. I have a room by myself with Jeff's name on the woodwork, and a secesh flag by the side of it. The men have just gone out to take a horseback ride to Williamsburg. Thery will be in a great deal of danger. If I had known what was going to happen I would have taken a great deal more than I did from Williamsburg. I have just been in my room to make up my bed and a....so tired again. But I will have to stop soon for I can not tell you all I have seen on paper. If you could see the roads you would not wonder why the army does not move. I can write no more only that I am your loving Friend. Lillie. P.S. Write soon as you can. When is that paper coming. I have not had a letter since I have been here. Father, Lt-Col & Q-Master have come back from Gen. Busteed's where they went to get permission to go to Williamsburg, and said that the town was shelled by us, and the pickets back in their places. They have concluded not to go. The Rebels have evacuated Williamsburg. Where you see the number 168 is where our camp is situated. The men have got it all adorned with flowers and pine trees."
 
Missing 9th Georgia Soldier's envelope: Gettysburg!!!

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From a ledger page of items collected off the Gettysburg battlefield by a Mr. Bellows, a local souvenir hunter: Scouring battlefields immediately after a clash were popular pastimes during the CW, driven by both pure curiosity and sometimes financial motives. This plain envelope, 5" x 3", is marked "Paid 10" and postmarked "Apr. 18....CELLO" I am not sure if that is Monticello or there were other Southern towns with that ending. In any case, it is address to Mr. L. J. Copeland, Richmond, Va. Co. H "9" Regt. Geo. Vols. Archives indicate that Lucius J. Copeland came from Brooks County, GA, enlisting on 6/6/61 as a Private in Co "H" Ga. 9th Infantry, which lost heavily at Gettysburg and thereafter decimated in many battles. No further records of Copeland exist after Gettysburg, so we are unsure of his ultimate fate in those days. Did he die or go A.W.O.L.??? This page also held a Confederate $50 note that was labeled in old ink in the scrapbook "Confed. Note found on Gettysburg field after battle"
 
Sister's Letters to a Soon-Dead Brother!!!

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This is very interesting yet sad: These three very colorful patriotic covers clearly demonstrate the patriotic verve with which such envelopes were actually used during the Civil War. Two of them bear the common carmine-colored three-cent George Washington stamp that was so-coveted by soldiers wishing to write home. As is typical, they are hand stamped or crossed-off using ink-pen by the postmaster because there was no automatic machine-cancelling at that time in U.S. history. Soldier Jesse B. Rice a 24-year old Private who enlisted in Co.D. of the New York 88th Regiment as a private on 8/26/62 sent two of these envelopes back to Miss Rachel A. Rice (sister?) at Wallace Station in Steuben County, New York. One is cancelled with the date Dec. 16 1862. A return letter from Rachel to Jesse is annotated "Stephens Mills Dec 22/62" and addressed to him at the "Mount Pleasant Hospital" in Washington D.C.. It was crossed out and forwarded to another hospital "Ward Y of the U.S. Hospital in West Philadelphia, Penn.. Sadly, records show that Jesse B. Rice "died of disease" on 1/13/1863 in that hospital. No doubt, Rachel kept these symbols of her brother's supreme sacrifice for many years afterward as a fond yet bittersweet memory. Real men, real women, real war. (BY the way, I used to live across the street from where the current V.A. Hospital now stands on Baltimore Avenue in West Philly... there is a regal old graveyard full of awesome Civil War tombstones beside it...)
 
Young Will Vanauken's Last Letter Home!

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Shortly after this letter was written Sgt. William E. Vanauken would be killed near Dallas, Georgia on the evening of May 25, 1864. His father was nearby and I will include that grief-stricken letter next for your consideration of the anguish and horror of war... (Text of Letter is below): Georgia (Close to Dallas) May the 25th, 1864 Dear Brother and Sister, I received your letter two days ago but could not get time to answer it. We have been in line of battle every night and we don't get any candles and so we have to do our writing in the day time. The letter found me well. I am well now. Frank is (well). I guess Drake is with me yet. We are within 20 miles of Atlanta & hard go. Only 20 minutes to write this in and I can't write much. We lay in the line of battle all night. The Johnies are making a stand 3 miles from here but we will have them over run before night. We have just --- them over a run---. And then if the 13 Iowa could do as well as we are doing then in a --- little time. This is all at present. From your Brother. I have wrote since the Battle and so has Drake. That letter that Drake sent you I took out of a Dead Reb's pocket. Brother, Will E. Vanauken ~~~~
 
Will Vanauken's Father Expresses Sheer Grief!

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Union Sergeant William E. Vanauken was killed near Dallas, Georgia on the evening of May 25, 1864. This letter is from his father to their relatives back home expressing his powerful grief at the loss of his beloved only son. (Text of letter below:) Near Dallas, Ga June 1,1864 Dear Bro and Sister, I will now try and give you a short history of myself and the regiment for the last month. One month ago this morning we started from Shelbyville. We had a very hard march until we reached this side of the Cumberland Mountain. We came by the way of Bridgeport - Chattanooga - Lookout Mountain and Ringgold. There we turned over all surplus baggage taking nothing but a change of clothes and some did not have that. Then all of the wagons were loaded and we started for the front last taking the main Army that had five days the start at Tunnel Hill where they had got the Rebs on the run. There we joined our brigade - here I will say our Regt was left back at Shelbyville for a train guard - Then the Rebs took for a place called Ringgold. There we were put on the left flank and drew the Rebs from their strong hold by the flank move, a trick that saves many lives that would be lost in taking breastworks. Then we kept them on the run to a place called Resaca, where they made a stand and we whipped them, they leaving their killed and wounded in our hands. They retreated in the night and we after them as soon as we could replace the bridge they burned. The next place they made a stand was Cassville. There did not engage our forces long before we had them on the run, and our men had the village of Cassville. We stayed 3 days, our brigade bringing up the rear of the 1st Division of our Corps. The next place we find them is where I am now writing you and where my trouble begins. On the morning of the 25th we started at daylight on right flank but about noon "Gerry" got himself in a snap and we were called back to support him - got there just at night and time to be stuck in the fight, our Brigade being in the 1st line of battle. The Regiment loss is 179 killed and wounded, and worse than all of this to me is my Dear boy Will was killed and now no one but God knows what my feelings have been for the last five days, for Will was all to me for I loved him better than any person living. Oh it does seem as though I could not give the boy up after staving with him as I have been watching him night and day as mother would an only child. I am afraid I loved and thought too much of the boy but that's one of mv weak points and couldn't help it. The poor boy is now out of trouble and I have wished more than once I was with him. I pity anyone if they ever had a friend nearer and dearer than he is to me. I got his body and had I buried but not until it had been robbed by some heartless wretch of even-thins he had in his pockets. They even took the rings I had given him from his fingers. They had buried him or rather thrown him in a hole with two other men before I could get him. They could not get the bodies from the field because they were under such a heavy fire the night he was killed. If this is not enough to break ones heart, what is? I had the body taken up and buried over in a more pleasant place and way but not as I would liked to of done. Oh, the way things are done in the Army is enough to drive one mad. And here tell me boy, never you come is my advise. I have nothing now to keep me only Whale owing me and I concide that a small affair. If we were only back to Shelbyville we were a month ago, I making my hundred dollars a week and Wil's with me perfectly happy. How can one account for this change? It is more than I can. I would like to see home and you all but not until I am happier than I am now. The Regt is in line of battle and has been night and day since the night of the 25th. We were released and fell back 1/2 mile from where Will was killed. The Rebs are very strongly fortified and they are trying to flank them out and that is the reason we are so long in a place. They keep up fire all the time. The line is in the shape of a horseshoe. We are in the center. McPherson on right and Schofield on left. Our line is about a mile long, that is our Division and we have over 500 pieces of artillery ready and playing most of the time. So you see we have some faring as well as a noise. When you read this you will think it looks as though the writer is badly frightened, but I am not. I am with the Regt in line and writing on an old tin plate on my lap. This living in the woods and under fire is a big thing but I can't see it. Excuse all blunders and give me all the news from home. As ever, your Brother Nal Direct - 107th N Y Vols 1st Division 2d Brigade 20 Army Corps via Nashville, Tenn ~~~
 
A Bold Love Letter to a Soldier

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This letter to Ephraim E. Brown, 64th NYSV, is from his girlfriend, Mary D. Babcock, North East, Erie Co. PA. Ephraim has been discharged and is staying in Washington D.C. as he thinks he can find a job that pays better than he can get at home. The letter is dated February 26, 1865. Mary tells Ephraim that both she and her sister, Delilia, have been sick. She states, "it is very sikly around here there has been a number of deaths since you was up here & there is a great minny sick now." She mentions that she has been dreaming about him. "I have dremp five Nites about you they was all good dreams I think. one was that I was hugin you & kissing you & I waked up & you wasent with me but it wasent nothing but a dream but if I could see you it would not be a dream if I could reach you I would kiss you. now I tell you I wont tell you enny of the rest till I see you."
 
Great 1862 Letter to Massachusetts Officer talks of War

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This is a seven-page letter to Capt. Wm. B. Alexander of Co. E, 23d Mass. Regiment stationed in Newburn, North Carolina. Dasted Aug 17th, 1862. It is from a worried friend who inquires why he has not ever heard from the Captain and tells how life is back home. Pages in nice shape. Quite legible in ink. Some war content, mentioning McClellan, etc: Read the exact text below: "North Middleboro (mass) AUg. 17, 1862. Dear Friend Wm. I have written you but as yet have never heard one word from you except through Mary (William's wife) & Tim. It is a most lovely Sabbath eve. I have not been to church at all today for I was nt well. I have tonight written a long letter to Tim's father. I wrote Mary last week. ... I shall go & see her sometime soon. I wrote her she could get your letters just as soon from here because letters from NY come here as soon as to B(oston)... I really hope she will come soon . I received two letters from Tim from N.Y. & I thought if I wrote you he would hear from me as soon as he got to New Bern. I expect he started Friday night as the paper mentioned some went to N... how do you like stopping there? is it a pleasant place? one of our neighbors has told me that hes been there. That is was little larger than Turnton. Not I very large city I conclude. .... has about 14 thousand inhabitants I think nbow. please write me all about the place... you like, if it is thoroughly entrenched (in case of an attack could you easily defend yourselves. I feel very anxious to hear from you in regards to the place & all about it. Do write me soon. I feel Mary anxious to hear from you. We heard there wre only 3000 to hold the place & Father remarked that if there were mo more he feared you would all be taken prisoner. And I too am afraid you will. though you know better as regards your position & safety. Now to write me all about it. I hoped when you went away about one year ago that you would have returned & brought peace over with you but this cruel wicket war still continues. all looks dark & gloomy. Burnside has gone to Fredericksburg. When isv it ever going to end? I fear it will be a long time and if the South will off all our dear friends. life will not be much to any of us seems to me. I pray that you may both be preserved. I want to see you ever so much. do you have much fruit out there. Sweet potatoes I suppose you get & are they nice & do you live well. I suppose the officers get enough that is good & I ... you if you do. But some of the soldiers who have gone from this place.... they are in Mclellan army. I think him a fine general. My Brother Murrill knew him. Well, I suppose Tim is on his way to... and if so will reach there by Tuesday. I really hope no accident will befall him. you must tell him from me I am quite well foe he felt to badly about giving.... I must not .... this wicked war is enough to make everybody sick. I wish it were ended. Some seem to like it, I only wish such could like in it all their days. I think had I been born anywhere but in America I should have been happy but this war is dreadful to live I have ... decent & best friends gone & killed too is dreadful. I hope I shall hear from Tim next week but I may not. I really wish you could write me as soon as you get this. if you do get it and tell me all about you now. write me if you know whether Tim has started. I heard from him yesterday but the letter was written Thursday last. I seen in the paper that some left for New Bern Friday minght. When do hurry & finish up this war & come home and let us have some peace before we die. I do wish to see you so much turning your faces homeward. I can not see as much good has come out of this years fighting and pain. We are further from reconciliation than one year ago. this is terrible. It is a lovely eve to.... & pleasant. It feels a night like Fall. .... all wish to be kindly remembered to you and I do write now for Father sometimes asks why I don't write and I told him I had but got no answer from you. Please write & .... Mary &. J. Robinson and I shall surely get them... I now close hoping and earnestly praying that your lives may be spared to return to us very sopon is the wish of your true friend. When you answer this please tell me what day of the month you get it so I shall know how long it takes a letter to go to Newbern. This will be mailed today, Monday the 18th, go to NY tomight and you ought to get it by Thursday. I should judge. I must hurry to ... so as to be here when our association is, and Father will carry us to Middleboro. it comes the 9th day of October I think. I am going to write her to come as soon after Libbie goes to Hadley as she can which is 16 of September and I shall try to have her....as good a trip as she under the circumstances. We both feel sad enough to have you & Time gone to War. It is dreadful. (At top of another page:) Monday afternoon. I heard from Mary today. She is very well. I told her to come & .... here a night the last of Sept. and perhaps she will stay through Oct.
 
June 1862 Letter from Wife to Mass Captain

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Wife Mary Alexander writes to her husband William B. Alexander, a Captain in the 23rd Mass. Vols. It is a two page letter. Paper is good but ink is a little light now. Still, it is very interesting reading during the Civil War. With a little more patience than I have, you could decipher all the lines, but here is some of the easier that I can read in order to give you a taste of what this letter is about: No. 47. Boston June 29th, 1862. To my Dear Beloved Husband. My dear husband how much I want to see you .... I have dreamed about you... night this week...and thought you were in the bed with me and you had your arms around me... and I was so happy that it seems to me as though I could hardly contain myself. but when I awoke and found its nothing but a dream, oh how disappointed I did feel. I could not help crying. Oh my Darling when will that happy time come. God may know. Sometimes when I get to thinking it seems to me as though I must fly to you. It will be one week tomorrow since I received a letter from you and it seems to me as the time never seemed so long before to me as it has this week. It has rained here every day this week but Monday and Saturday and today being Sunday it is a cold early mist. This morning went to meeting and this noon took home with me to dinner one of the little girls from the 5 Points Mission school in N. York. She was a dear child 12 years old & if I had no child of my own, would have taken her. There is ... of them here with Mr. Van ... on an excursion and this morning they sang in temple beautifully. Dear little motherless & fatherless children. God knows I would take care of all of them if I could but I can not. All I can do for them is to pray for them. I gave the little girl 25 cents this noon and you ought to have seen how pleased she was. God bless her. How should we feel to have our own little Ida in such a place. God grant she never may be. .... and you have received the letters & papers that were sent to you by him and how I do wish I could have gone with him, but I expect to come soon. Mr. Johnson told me that Capt. Whipple's wife was going out soon and I see by the paper that Capt. Kirby has been appointed provost marshal of Newbern and I guess by that you will stay there a spell longer. I want you to send for me the first opportunity there is. I have no doubt that you will. I long to see you. William (...) has gotten wounded in the arm & side. Oh, his mother & father do feel so bad about him....he has arrived at Washington. His father will go on to see him in a day or two and try to have him brought home if possible. Monday morning, June 30th, I have just received a letter from you....how bad I was feeling when I received your letter, it does me lots of good to have a letter from you. And love so well, I will write to you tomorrow..." There is a second page that I will leave to buyer to "discover"... it is similar in content. Interestingly, the "Five Points" Mission in New York is likely the horridly violent "Five Points" section of Lower Manhatten that was centerpieced in Martin Scorese's "Gangs of New York" movie set at time of Civil War... I do recommend you watch that movie with Daniel Day Lewis, Leonardo DiCaprio, and Cameron Diaz if you buy this letter. The historical "tie-in" is great! That vicious slum of the mid Nineteenth Century is now near Soho where millionaires buy trendy art & sip mochas... and where the World Trade Centers Stood...
 
1861 Recommendation for Asst. Paymaster Navy

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This is a formal one page letter written in ink by Ashbel Green of New York who recommends his cousin to a T.A. Scott in Washington, D.C. for post of Assistant Paymaster in the Navy. The paper is embossed by its maker. Dated "New York 25th November 1861. Cool item that shows how favoritism & connections assisted in getting good positions even during the Civil War. No envelope. On back is written "ashbel Green of New York in favor of George B. MCullough for Asst Paymaster in the Navy." The text of letter follows: " Dear Sir, I wrote you some days ago in behalf of my cousin Mr. George B. McCollough who is an applicant for the post of A. Paymaster in the Navy. My...writes me that you had not received it. I dislike to bother you, but if it is consistent with your views and rules on the subject I would take it as a particular favor if you would say a good word for him. He has the strongest recommendations from Mr. Coleman and others of this city and is an energetic worthy & capable fellow. He has had considerable experience at sea and I believe will be of service to the Government. Very Truly. Ashbel Green. /Hon. T.A. Scott, washington, D.C."
 
September 1862 Letter from lonely Wife to Captain

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Excellent CW letter from lonely wife, Mary Alexander to her husband Capt. William Alexander in New Bern, N.C. The envelope cover reads "Capt. W.M. B. Alexander, Co. E, 23d Mass. Regiment. New Bern, NC. Via. N.Y." Capt. Alexander had his little finger shot off in New Bern earlier in the year of 1862. His wife missed him dreadfully and wrote many letters to him. Thankfully, he made it home to her. In an earlier letter, Mary had mentioned a man sniffing around for her company. Guess she got William upset by it, for she references that he told her to stear clear of that fellow! This letter is a good piece of history and in excellent shape. Gold trimmed paper with embossed seal "C.T.Co." in to left corner. Stamp cut away from envelope long ago. Dated Sept 24th, 1862 from East Bridgewater. Text as follows: East Bridgewater, Septh 24th (1862) No. 78. To my own Dear Husband. You see I am still in East Bridgewater ans think I shall stop till after cattle shown which comes next Thursday & Friday. And then I shall go (boston to get some dark clothes for Aida and then go to... Plymouth and make a short visit for you know that I do not like to stay in Plymouth. I am having a nice visit with Lydia. I like East Bridgewater very well but not well enough to stay a great while at a time. Lydia & Frank are well & send love to you & tim if you should ask me the news. I could not tell you any for I have not heard any since I left boston. I received two letters from you yesterday and was very glad to hear from my own darling husband, one that I love so dearly and truly and I hope and trust devotedly God only knows how well. I do love my own dear husband you spoke in your letter as though I had written to you as though I thought you did not read my letters upon the subject of religion. my darling husband I never had such a thought if I wrote so to you I meant different. I meant this that you did not take so much interest in them as I wished you did, for if I thought I ever wrote a letter to you and you did not read it, I would never write you another as long as I lived. No dear William I know you love me to well not to read my letters & treasure them up in your heart, you speak of encouraging every thing that I see in Ida of a religious caracter, dear husband, you will never know how pleased I was when I read that in the letter. for it seems to me that I can go to work in good earness now that I know you sanction it and my darling husband I have no doubt but what you will become a child of god but what I shall yet hear you saying prayers to God. I thank you my darling for those dear letters. O how much I do wish I could have a letter from you every day. In one of your letters I received day before yesterday you say I had better keep clear of the manI wrote about~ that you know who he is and have a very small opinion of him. Now William I want in your answer to this to tell me just what I wrote and all about it for I cannot remember about it at all now. And tell me who it is for I feel very anxious to find out about it. don't forget it, Will you darling. Mr. Jenkings called to see me Sunday and he wants me to tell you that he is sorry he has not tended-up to me any better but will in the future. He sends love & best respects to you. He has some work, nothing driving. He thinks you are having the best for you say you are going to send me some figs put-up in sugar and I am very glad for they will be something that you sent me, before this time you will have got the letter that will inform you of the birds. I feel very sorry that they did not live but if you comeon home on a furlough I want you to try to bring home some for I long for one. Ida is well. I see Thomas Wednesday. He was going to Lakeville. Ida was to his house and spent the day Tuesday, but it is getting late & I must close. this dear William is from your own true & loving wife & one that loves you dearly. Whose heart beats only for you and youalone. Write often and I will do the same. Yours till death. Your own true Wife. Mary Alexander."
 
1862 Letter to Massachusetts Captain from Wife

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Another bold period ink letter from Mary, the wife of Capt. William Alexander. Alexander was from the 23rd Mass. Regiment and was wounded in action in a battle at New Bern, NC were this letter is addressed. Comes with envelope addressed to him in New Bern. Stamp cut away long ago. A four page letter. Dated Boston, Sept. 12th 1862. Text below: No. 70> Boston, Sept. 12th, 1862. My Dear Husband. I will try to write you a few more lines. I wrote & sent you a letter & paper yesterday and I believe every day but Monday this week. I am all alone as yet~ I have been looking foe Lydia & Frank to stay for three days with me but I am afraid they are not coming and it is so lonely living alone sometimes I think if you are to be gone this winter I will board out but then I know I should not enjoy myself so well as I do keeping house. But dear William every thing is very high. Calico is 15 cents per yard. Cotton cloth is 21 & 22 cents a yard. tea 80 cents per pound & sugar 12 cents for brown & 13 for white & everything is rising every day. It is agoing to cost a lot to live, live just as cheap as you can, and that I endeavor to do for you know me well enough to know I am not extravagant, but some times I am so surprised to see how little ways one dollar will go. yesterday afternoon I went out & bought Ida a splendid doll. I gave $150 cents for it. I promised her when she got disappointed about coming to New Bern that I would buy her a larger doll than the one she had got if she would not cry for to tell you the truth she did but in good earnest. I shall dress it myself and when she gets home from Plymouth I shall surprise her. Wont she be tickled. She will not know what to say. it is as big as Ida was when you first looked upon her after coming home from .... A friend of mine is going to give me some silk to make her a dress and I think I can make it look first-rate. the Little darling I long to see her, but shall let her stay just as long as she is contented and they will keep her. I am real smart now and have got an excellent appetite. I had ever since I went to Reading. I think it was riding so much and I wish I could ride horse back every day or in a carriage. The war news in Boston is that the governor of Pennsylvania has ordered out all the militia in the state. 50,000 thousand strong for the rebels have entered there. So news is this morning I tell you what then our men have another battle. It will be a hard one fornow we must fight for our ownhomes & firesides. The rebels I hope in our next battle will get such a confounded licking that will entirely use them up but I guess they would still have an army for they seem to have plenty of men, at hand when they want reinforcements- they generally get them. there is no more news to write. Were i write every day, I have not as much news to write. so good morning dearest. I hope to have a letter by Monday. Write often and put in lots of love from your true & devoted wife. Mary Alexander."
 
1862 Letter from Mary Alexander to Soldier Husband

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This is a September 28th, 1862 letter from adoring wife Mary Alexander to husband William B. Alexander who was a Captain in Co. E or the 28th Mass. Vols. She wrote him almost every day! This is annotated as letter "No. 79." Very nice hand written ink on embossed paper. Envelope has no stamp now. Text as follows: No. 79. East Bridgewater, Sep 28 (1862). My Dear Husband. I will endeavor to write you a few lines although I shall not have any news to write for I do not know any thing of War news. Since I left Boston I do not expect totill I get back tomorrow morning. Lydia & Frank & I start to go to rynham to see father. he came on today to get his goods and we were going up to see him for we do not know when we shall see him again and it will only cost me one dollar to go and come and if frank and lydia go home to B to see the folks after they get moved it will cost them 10 dollars. so I guess they will not get home very often now. it will cost me the least of any of them, because I am the nearest to them. it wil only cost me two dollars to go so that males quite a difference. I wish I had lots of news to write you but I have not and I do not know what to write you. I am expecting a letter from you every day and shall be disappointed if I do not get one tomorrow. Ida has been gone from home 6 weeks today and I long to see her and shall if nothing happens to prevent before Saturday night. She is mart and is not homesick . One mite give my love to Lieut. drew Sayers. O how I do wish I could be with you my own sweet darling husband for God & God alone knows how much I love you. My own sweet darling and I dont see why I cannot come to New Bern just as well as not. I want to know if Gen Forster's wife is there now and those other ladies that you spoke of because I do not think one lady has any more right than another. I am in hopes to see you this winter sometime either out there or at home but darling I must bid you good night for this time. This is a short letter. it leaves me feeling rather blue hoping soon to see my own darling husband. This is the shortest letter I ever wrote to you. so dearest good night. From your own true & devoted wife. Mary Alexander."
 
TWO LETTERS from soon to die New York Troop

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These are two handwritten letters sent from a very unusual location: Key West, Florida. John W. Hendrix, was a 19 year old private from Otego, New York who mustered into Company E of the 90th New York Vols. Nice Key West, Fla. post-marked envelopes from August 14th and September 2nd. Yellow Fever was ravaging the Regiment at that time as described in his lines. He acted as a hospital steward for his own company due to short staffing. And Sadly, he was to die of disease himself just two days after the second of these letters was posted to a Mr. Bundy in Otego, NY. August 14th Letter's Text in ink: "General Hospital, Key West Florida, August 12, 1862. Dear Friend Sir, I take this opportunity to inform you that I am well at present and hope these few lines may find you enjoying the same blessing, For I consider it a great blessing to have my health in this climate. The troops are a droping away very fast with the billious fever and the yellow fever. The two Companies that are stationed at Fort Taylor have got only thirteen men reported for duty. The rest are in the hospital. So you can see that we have to work in the hospital. General Terry is on the island and inspecting the troops and hospitals. He is in command of the island. He was the hero of Fort Pulaski. He is a very smart looking man. He leaves for Hilton Head South Carolina and also Wm. F. Cornick medical director of Key West and Arnold B. Striks hospital steward. So it leaves us with only one doctor to Doctor about one hundred men. Besides he has to visit all vessels that arrive to see that there is not any Disease on board and if there is any Disease then they are not allowed to land. This month is the worst month there is in the year for yellow fever. I do not think of any news worth writing now. I want you to send me a county paper once in a while and I will send you some of the New Era that is printed in Key West. Write as soon as you can. Give my respects to your family and also janices folks. from your friend . Sergeant John Wm. Hendrick, General Hospital, Key West Florida. (added on back of page) I have just heard that they are going to Draft all of the able bodied men in the north. So I think that some of the men in Otego shake in the news. Dont you. J.W.He. Key west." SECOND LETTER TEXT in pencil: "Key West Florida. Gen. Hospital. August 26 (62). Dear Friend Sir, I take this opportunity to write to you to let you know that I am well at present and hope these few lines may find you enjoying the same. I have been a looking for a letter from you for about a month but have not got it yet. I want you to send some along. I have not heard from Otego for over four weeks and it is getting kind of lonesome. There is a great deal of sickness on the island. There was twenty two died in the last week. the most of them with the yellow fever. There is twenty nine sick with the fever in the hospital that I am in. I have been sick one week with it. Mr. F. Roe of Franklin died last week with the fever. We have just received news that General Mc Clellan had moved his army back to Washington and that General Banks had got another whipping and had to retreat. I am in the hopes that there will not be any more yellow fever after this month. Some days there will be ten new cases. then others there will not be any. I do not think of anything more to write. Give my respects to all and write asw soon as you get this and as often as .... From your Friend and humble servant, John Wm. Hendrix... If you see.... tell him to answer the letter that I sent him." THESE LETTER WERE A SOLDIER'S LAST WRITINGS TO HIS HOME BEFORE HE DEPARTED EARTH.
 
1859 Student to letter CSA Soldier/ Philosophy Notes

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This is very interesting hand-written ink letter from Suffolk, VA. in 1859. It is sent by student A.M. McClenny to a prior student George Armstrong in Taylor County, VA. It is written on a 2/3-rd sized sheet of rag paper embossed with a Union Eagle. The text (see below) tells Mr. Armstrong what has occurred with his furnishings. On the backside in pencil are notes from University lectures of late 1850's in Virginia! "Was the execution of Charles I justifiable?" "Should the African slave trade be reopened?" "Is slavery an evil?" "Should Major Andre have been executed?" There are more notes about "Arnold" and "execute". As well as some math calculations. The best thing is that the envelope is addressed to "George Armstrong, Esq., Prunty Town, Taylor County, VA." Records of CW Database show that a 24 year old Physician (1862) named George Armstrong from Taylor County was commissioned into CSA Forces February 1862 for the VA 25th Infantry. He was Wounded in both hips 5/8/1862 in McDowell, VA and spent rest of war furloughed for disabilities, often at Jackson Hospital in Richmond. Thus, we have the letter of a Virginia College friend to a later Confederate surgeon (WIA) during their pre-CW college days. (Just like those sweetly naive opening scenes in Gone With The Wind!) I could find not record of an A.M. Mcclenny fighting in either CW army. So perhaps he steered clear of conflict. Letter Text: "Suffolk, VA. July 12th, 1859. Dear Armstrong. Before I left the college as I promised you, I undertook to collect your furniture in my room for safe-keeping, until my return to college, when I thought it would demand a greater price: but I could not find any of it except the bureau and some sheats. The others McVeigh (I think) has engaged to some of the students but has not gotten the money for them yet. I could not see him to find out how many pieces he hasdisposed of in that manner. I shall therefore have to wait until the return when I will sell it to the best advantage. I remain your friend. A.M. McClenny.
 
1862 Letter: Wife's restless days and sleepless nights

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This is a six page hand written letter from adoring wife Mary Alexander to her husband Captain William B. Alexander. Her father (Mr. Atwood is apparently a preacher in New England) Mary is a little frustrated with William for not returning all her frequent letters, perhaps forgetting he is away at a war? In fact, he had his pinky finger shot off (another letter) in New Bern in 1862! But survived war. This is scribed in a light ink. Legible but takes longer than darker inks to read. It is datedJuly 6, 1862. Envelope has no stamp, but is address to Capt Alexander and in very light ink reads "sent via New York..." Letter text is below: No. 48. Boston July 9, 1862. To My Darling Husband. This is the warmest day I believe ever. Was morn the sun as yellow as it can be. Lydia and Frank are here. They came on the day before the 4th. I was real please4d for it would have been real lonesome without anyone here. They are going home day after tomorrow. They are real smart. Frank has friends of West Groton board in East Brigewater. Father is in Wakefield, Rhode Island. Suspect he will .... them. He is again to preach there for three months and then if they like him and he likes them, he will move there. O Dear William, God only knows how I have felt this weekin not receiving a letter from you. I have sent one by Lieut May and two by H.B. Pierce. I have received no answer. There is no use in my trying to write to you when I have got the blues as I have got them now. (continued days later on same sheet) Monday afternoon, July 14th. I will now try to finish this letter since I received a letter from you. When it was written the 24 of June and now it is the 14th of July. And what to make of it I do not know, You have before this time received four letters from me besides other papers & magazine. This morning I received I suppose what you call two letters... one was not a half a sheet full and the other was not a sheet full. And now Dear William although I am very glad to receive a few lines from you I would be much more pleased to receive a long letter from you. You deo not write as long letters to me as I write to you. Write to your Sister Sylvia For when I was down there and read some of your letters and they were much longer than you ever wrote to me. It is almost a month since your last letter was written and I should have thought you could have filled at least two sheets of paper full .... I have been so long writing this is because I did not know whether you had started for Richmondor whether you were at New Bern. I sent you a letter by George Dinham and a book of papers and a magazine by someone in the Company letter G or H. I have forgotten which now. I presume you have received them before this time. I sent a letter by Liet. .... you have never answer that and two by H.B. Beirer. And you have never answered that and one by Geroge Dunham. O Dearest Husband if you only knew how disappointed I am when a boat gets in and I do not get a letter. You would not wonder that I am blue. Now there has been two boats in and I did not get a letter. For Col. Hurst wrote to Lieut. Lahin and Mrs. Lahin had a letter from David Burbanks and several others now. What is the reason that you did not write to me. don't let a boat come north without your sending me a letter... I guess you are forgetting your dear wifeand child. and then I know better. But for the future please fill up as much as one sheet full, would you. O William if you only knew of the restless days and sleepless nights Ihave on your account you would write to me often. My prayers are ever acsending to heaven in our behalf. Praying that God would watch over you. , return you to my embrace once more. your letters i received this morning although short put new life into me. was written the 7th, the other the 5th of July. it seems as though i had grown quite string since morning. I have lost considerable flesh since the warm weather commenced but I dont think the warm weather had anything to do with i for I am not very well just at present. But if I hear from you pretty often I shall get real strong again. I long to come (to) where you are. Give my love to .... to Lieuts Drew & Sagers. Take good care of your men and be very careful what you eat for it is very sickly in the Army. God only knows what the.. will be. President Lincoln has issued and ordered 300,000 more men. I try to look on the bright side but it is hard work. Write soon. Your own true wife & loving wife. M. Alexander." (Hope he wrote as ordered, or she'd be more dangerous to him than the rebs!)
 
1863 Letter NY Soldier Has Shakes

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This is a September 17th, 1863 letter from Francis M. Metcalf at Old Point Comfort, VA. to his father in Westmoreland, New York. This 19 year old soldier asks advice about his health. He had enlisted on 8/2/1862 at Utica, NY as a Private into "C" Co. NY 117th Infantry. But was transferred out and placed in Signal Corps 7/18/1863 right after this letter was sent. Was his health the reason? On embossed paper in ink with original envelope. Text as follows: Signal Camp. Camp Hamilton, VA. Sept. 17th, 1863. Dear Father. I should not again write so soon but for the fact that my present state of health demands some attention to give it which I need some medical advice & perhaps some medicine and having little faith in the army quinine-blue-pill doctors I take this method of consulting Dr. Paigne through you about it. First, you must know that within the last three days I have had two or three "shakes" which I suppose is nothing more or less than the fever and ague which is quite prevalent here. and moreso at Yorktown where whole regiments are sick at once and almost the whole of some regiments are in the hospital here. I very much dislike to return to the hospital and wish to avoid it if it's possible to work this ague off without which it might perhaps be if I knew how to treat it myself. What I should and should not do. Whether exercise much or not; whether to ride a horse and what to do when the shake approaches. Perhaps he can send me some medicine to take at that time to avert the chill & fever. not quinine either. My chills have so far come on about 3 1/2 or 4 o'clock P.M. and I have noticed that they are aggravated by writing or any such mutual application when they were coming so that I shall be careful not to write at that time here after and only a little anyway. I should not hope to get along in camp, but that we are well provided with tents raised on board frames and as good beds as they have at the hospital. I think it possible that the location may not be so good as that of the hospital for we are immediately on the shore of the Hampton Roiads within 6 roda of the water's edge and have the full benefit of the sea breeze. I feel pretty well during the fore part of the day. I had my worst shake last night and feel more the effects of it this morning than of any previous one. but not very bad either. anoither thing that inclines me to stay here is the fact that our duties are too light to make any particular difference whether one is in the hospital or here. We are doing our own cooking in camp now and that's most we have to do and we only eat two meals per day. Please see either the young or old doctor as soon as possible and let me know his advice and send me his medicine or prescriptions. I heard from Everett yesterday and heard his situation in the recruiting service of the 15 N.Y. Heavy Artillery. Please don't be at all worried about me for my disease though common is hardly dangerous and console yourself with the knowledge that I can go to the hospital any time when I consider it necesary and there have the best of care and quarters under nurses I am well acquainted with and who'll do everything for me. I only hope to avoid going back for I should not get out again until cold weather perhaps which might be worse than this time. Good Bye. Yours Affectionately. Frank. P.S. I don't care for a rubber coat at present.
 
Soldier Edward writes from Bridgeport, AL hospital

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This is a CW letter written by a Civil War soldier who likely was a hospital attendent named Edward. Mailed to his aunt Rachael Kingsley in Hatfield, Mass. It is unclear if his last name was same as his aunt's still or if she was married. But there are a few Edward Kingsleys in the CW database from Massachusetts. His paper is embossed with a shield that says "Nayasset Co." There many be enough clues for a great sleuth to pin this soldier's ID down. The letter is written in legible ink. From Field hospital, Bridgeport, Ala. The envelope is later dated Nov. 7th, '63 and bears a Nashville, TN cancellation. What a round-about path to get to Massachusetts. It is an interesting letter with details of war. Here is text in full: Gen. Field Hospital, Bridgeport, Ala. Dear Aunt, I have this day received the papers you mailed the 25th but have as yet found but little time to look at them, but I am still at my old post and well. The "division" that has been stationed here the past winter guarding the place, about 8000 strong, started this morning for "the front" and all their sick were brought in here, which with about 50 from the Convalescent Camp, which has been broken up, filled the hospital to overflowing, and a lot were sent to Nashville this morning, notwithstanding my tent is still full (110 patients). Besides the moving of the troops here, the 15th Army Corps, about 25,000 strong is passing through to the front as I write from back towards Memphis. besides this the Pontooneers here have started for the same place, and possibly as this reaches you will be heard the clash of arms and the thunder of cannon in this section of the country. May we have better success than seems to have fallen to our arms in Bank's department. I enclose a few cotton seeds for you to plant in a pot, if you would like, I got them out of some cotton which was put in a bed that fall. They may not grow. It is possible that, if there is a fight at the front, I may be so employed as not to have time to write as regularly as of late, nevertheless, I hope that you will not stop for me to write. I just had a letter from Uncle E. All were well although he says Alonzo has had a hard time getting rid of the itch and "grey-barks" since he got home; James is at Dalton, GA. Thom. Cutter and wife had been there this winter and, Mrs. C. seemed to think that he was "" in a trade and could not be taken in by Cincinnatti Jews, and as an evidence of it came back one day from Cin. with a Pinchkerk watch for which he had traded a gold one(?) He wanted to borrow money to enter into tobacco buying on a large scale, and at last borrowed money to get home with!. So much for Yankee sharpness. Love to all hoping that you are all well whilst I still remain, your Affectionate Nephew, Edward.
 
Soldier Shot through hip and leg left useless Letter

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This is a cool letter from a Union soldier in Campbell Hospital, Washington, D.C. It reports to his father a wound through his left hip/ groin going through bone to back and immobilizing his leg! He signs it "your son, Warner A, Saulsbery." There is a listing for Warren A. Saulsbury (sic) in the Index to Federal Service Records as serving in Company D 190th PA Infantry. However, the Pennsylvania Adjutant General’s Report states for Companies B, C, D and E of the 190th the following: “No muster-in or muster-out rolls for these companies are on file in the Adj’t General’s office.” Thus, he is not easily found in CW Databases. But based upon this letter, his name using Warner is being added to data. The empty bottom edge of back of letter was torn off in past, possibly to make a note. No writing missing. No envelope. Good penmanship in legible ink. Full text follows: "July 12th, Campbell Hospital. Dear Father. I received your letter of the 2nd and was very glad to hear from you. Mr. Culver tells me that Isack Summers has got home. So he is all right. About my wound the ball trapped in near the groin in my left hip going through the bone. I have no use of my leg. It has to be lifted off & on the bed whenever I want to move. About sending me some things. If you could send me some blackberry or raspberry wine it would be very acceptable for I think it would help strengthen me very much, a few strawberry preserves would not be bad to take and what ever other little notions you see fit to send would be thankfully received. there is a great deal of excitement in washington at present for the rebs are within five or six miles of the Capitol. with quite a heavy force estimated at 20,000. Our troops are on hand for them. they are having quite an engagement today. i can hear the booming of the artillery quite plain to day. The old Six Corps are thare fighting them and they are a hard lot of men to whip, that has been proven. I forgot to tell you that I have first rate care taken of me, the Nurses are all good boys and do the best they can but for all that I think my fighting is done up for the two or three years to come, the Doct says I wont be apt to have the use of my thigh for a year or two if ever I do. Well I can think of no more this time so I wil close by subscribing myself your son, Waren A. Saulsbery. Please accept of my best respects and write again as soon as you can conveniently, My Address is: Campell Hospital, 9th Ward, Doct. Sheldon in charge. Washington, D.C. H.F. Culver."
 
New York Cavalryman Letter who dies in 2 months!

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This is a February 5th, 1862 letter from Poolsville, MD. by Daniel A. Clark to Friend Henry. Clark enlisted at 26 years old on 8/1861 as a corporal into Co. F. of N.Y. 3rd Cavalty. Promoted to QuarterMaster Sergeant on 2/1/1862. He died of disease on 4/15/1862 at Georgetown, Washingtown, D.C. Letter is thus a few months before his untimely death. Text follows: Poolsville, MD. Feby. 5th. Friend Henry. I have often thought to write you but it is quite a job for me to write more that I am really obliged, therefore consider this excuse for this long neglect. We have been encamped here since the first of December in the worst mud hole in Maryland. We are three miles north west of Edwards Ferry & about seven from Balls Bluff & there is now a rumor in camp that we are to march into Kentucky. God knows I hope there is truth in the report. If I was ever sick of anything it is camp life. If I was a commissioned officer I would damn soon tender my resignation & get out of this, but situated as I am must hang on till the thing is settled as there is no prospect of my getting any higher than the non commissioned staff. I have crawled up here from corporal to Quarter Master Sergeant of my Company. There I think I shall stop. Bill Nixson was promoted from Company Sergeant to Battalion Q.M.S. & I filled his place. I tell you Hank I wish I was in old Medina to get a nip occasionally. Rot gut whiskey here is worth six dollars per gallon in camp and you can't get any at that. They are short with the sutlers & they dare not sell. Still we manage occasionally to smuggle into camp a little. How is Curt & what is he doing. What do you find to busy yourself with this winter. The Boys are all well except Charley Clark. He is in the Hospital. I saw Chas. Dinegar in washington some six weeks ago. All the Boys in his Co. were well. There is no news to write so I will dry up and wait for something fresh. Write soon & oblige. Yours & c, D.A. Clark. P.S. Direct to D.A. Clark, Quartermaster Sergeant, Co. F., 3rd N.Y.V. Cavalry, Poolesville, MD, care Capt MacNamara."
 
Sickness, Burial grounds and a Marriage Letter

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This is a four page letter written in ink on "captured" blue lined paper by an unidentified Union soldier of the 9th Indiana Infantry, Company K. The 9th Indiana Infantry was engaged at Camp Alleghany, Shiloh, Corinth, Perryville, Stone's River, Chickamauga, Lookout Mountain, Franklin and Nashville. Letter measures 5" x 8". Chipping to edges and some scattered foxing, otherwise very good condition. Text follows: Well Cousin, Here it is the seventh of July and I have not finished your letter. I am afraid that you and Jennie will get tired of waiting. But never mind I will finish it now unless the bugle sounds: Fall in the rear for me. Here is sheet of paper that I captured at Corinth and will try and scratch full. I should have done it yesterday but I received orders so I had to cook the meals for my mess (19 men) and food for the next three days so you may judge I had rather a hard days work for Sunday in this warm climate. We expected to move last night for some place but none of us knew where and we had all sorts of opinions of our destination. But here we are yet and may not go for a month and we may start in a few minutes. There is one Brigade passing here now. They have been out to Boonville and now they are going back to the rear or some other place. We can see Brigades, Regiments, and Divisions moving but can not find out where they are going. The 15th Wis. Reg. are passing now and they have a splendid band and they are playing a very pretty tune. But I am getting rather tired of martial music. But Oh I would like to come back to Sterling and hear Jennie sing. Oh it would give a good deal extra to hear Jennie. I have thought all the Winter and Spring that I would surely be up to see you by the fourth of July, but now I have postponed it for an indefinite period, but hope it will not be more than a couple of months. Oh, now I must tell you the news. There was a wedding here in camp the other day. The matron of our hospital and the only lady in our battalion, a Miss Slaymaker who received a commission as nurse in our batallion, was married to Lieut. Wright of Hastlings Battery. He is a very smart young man, a Gentleman and a good officer. This lady was saying some time ago that of Seven single women that enlisted when she did that all or nearly all were married now and had married officers in nearly every case. And now I suppose that she did not want to be an odd one, and I think that she picked on or hooked on to as good a young officer as there was around and I think she will make him a good wife as she was a good woman. So much for a wedding in the army. There is a considerable of sickness in the army here. But no more or hardly as much as would naturally be expected. I am sitting under a little bower than McNeck, Fliman and I have fixed up for our especial comfort and can see the burying ground that is used by several Regiments, and I can see the boys now digging two graves, and I guess there average one burial a day. It is a solemn right to witness, a burial in the army. The burying ground is only a few rods from our camp and we can see or hear every one. The firs that we hear is slow and plaintive tones of the martial bands then the slow and measured tread of a long line of soldiers and next we can see then winding their way through the woods (it is all woody here) bearing the brave but emp and honored child of Liberty and lover of his Country to his endless home, with the good OLD FLAG wraped about him and then after he is laid to rest, the prayer has been made, the guard sired their farewell shot, we return to our duties and leave him with the honored dead. I must go and get dinner. Good By Kids, From me."
 
New Years Letter to wife soon killed at Etham's Landing

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This New Years Letter is written January 1, 1862, just five months before Sylvester H. Brown, Capt. Co E. N.Y. 32nd Regt. was killed at Battle of Etham's Landing. It is on onion skin paper in pencil. Bears an ornate banner design of Mount Vernon. Hard to write with pencil on onion skin papers, so it goes lighter & darkers with each word. An eerie message home when we now known they were never to be reunited, except in death. 5 x 7.75 inches. Tesxt as follows: Picket Guards Annandale, January 1, 1861 (The year changed that day to 1862). Dear Wife. A Happy New Year to you. I am now at Annandale on Picket with my company. We are advanced eight miles from camp and seven miles from Fairfax Court House. We are often in sight of the Rebels but as yet no firing has occurred. We are well armed and have no fears. as we are supported by a Column of 800 men in our rear entrenching- back a distance of eight miles Co E is regarded one of the best Picket Companies in the Brigade. Always reliable because it is now known at Head Quarters that I never allow my men to straggle away from Camp or quarters but always have them within call and ready for any emergency. To me, picket is not very adventuresome- there is only the responsibility. I have two Lieuts. beside the full staff of noncomissioned officers. I keep a Lieut always on hand on duty relievng each other every six hours at the same time. I have a Ser. and Corporal on duty to be relieved by others every six hours. I am about as please. At night I wrap myself up in my blankets and under a a mud house made of poles set up end wise and covered with earth resembling very much an immense potatoe hole. Go to sleep and am awakened by a Lt.only to meet the Guard rounds or in case of alarm. We shall return to Camp on Sunday and next week I certainly think I shall see home. I have received no letters from home for some time~ perhaps they have been miscarried. I hope to have some soon. I received a letter from Mr. Reid a few days ago and shall answer it tomorrow. I expect to go into Co. C soon as it Col. Mathison's request and also the wish of the Company. Com E felt bad to have me leave now but I shall take some of them with me and then our Quarters Mas. Also, I retain command of the Division composed of E and C just as I have now. I hope you are well also the childsren. I have much to write but must close as our Express Wagon now in camp or picket can not ... longer. Yours in care, S.A. B. Cap Com E 32 Regt."
 
1864 Letter 7 Regiment CT Infantry Vols

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Four page letter from Charles L. Hewitt of the 7th Connecticut Infantry, Company E. from Bermuda Hundreth, Va to parents in West Winsted, CT. Accompanied by cover. Written in ink and datelined "Bermuda Hundreth, Va., Aug. 7th, 1864," letter reads in full: "Bermuda Hundreth, Va. Aug. 7th, 1864. Dear Parents. I received your letter of July 31st and was very glad to hear from you, and to hear that you was well as this leaves me at present I received the box the day before I received the letrter. The things came all right except Jim's and Sterling's Cheese that was mouldy, but mine came pretty good. It was moldy a little on the the outside. Some of the lemon came all right and some were rotten. Sterling's () were all spoilt. The rest of them were all right except the medicine, which did not come at all. We have some very hot weather with very little rain. We are not having duty quite so hard just at present. We have to go on picket once in four days and fatigue once in a while. New potatoes are 8 cents a pound, that is $4.80 per bushel at the sutlers; tobacco is $1.50 a pound, milk 70 cents a can, butter 60, apples as big as walnuts a cent a piece, so you see we feel the high prices here as well as there. We are not troubled with buying much for we have not seen the paymaster yet. We got orders on the sulter though. $2.00 ~ two dollars a month, which wont much more than get a good meal. I think I shall have to stop chewing tobacco. It cost most too much. I saw Jonas Leroy [Co. G, 117th New York] the night before the fight at Drewry's Bluff. Give him my best respects if you see him again. I hope to eat dinner within 5 weeks from today- just one month more to serve Uncle Sam and then I shall bid him good day and tell him that I want to settle with him. There is no news here at present. There was very heavy firing at Petersburg the other night, but I have not heard how it turned out. There was rumors afloat that the rebels blowed up one of our batteries and made a charge, but Gen. Grant found out that they were mining and built another battery in the rear of the one that they were mining and removed everything out of it, and when they charged they did more than give it to them… I don't know how true it is though. Give my respects to all inquiring friends. The boys all send their best respects. My love to you and mother and all the rest. Write soon. You won't have many more to write. from your son. Charles L. Hewitt." Hewitt mustered into Company E on 7 September 1861 and mustered out on 12 September 1864. During his service, the 7th Connecticut Infantry saw action at the battles of Fort Wagner, Olustee, Florida and Bermuda Hundred. Letter measures 5" x 8". Slight fading to ink, otherwise near fine condition.
 
1863 Letter after Capture of Raider Morgan

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Letter by Henry G. Sherman of the 23rd Michigan Infantry, Company D. to Brother William in Watsonville, Michigan. It is accompanied by its envelope postmarked Labanon, Ky, but without its stamp. Sherman writes shortly after the pursuit and capture of the infamous Rebel raider John Morgan. Text as Follows: "Lebanon, KY. Aug. 5th, 1863. Brother William. Having just arrived here and finding two letters in readiness for me which you had wrote one of July 12th and one of the 26th, I have wrote you a letter but a short time ago but you said that you were lonesome and I thought I might cheer you up… You said if you were able you would like to come and see me but I would never advise you to come if you had thousands of dollars while we are on the march all the time for there is no telling when we stop to day in one place where we shall strike our camp on the morrow, since the 4 th of July we have marched over one thousand miles by water and byrail besides we marched from Tompkinsville to Mumfordsville. You will remember that we were after John Morgan the Rebel. But I guess he will not bother us very soon again…but I am getting away from my subject what I was a going to say was that you must be aware of that disease called melancholy because it is one of the worst diseases in my opinion that the human family can have therefore be cheerful under all circumstances borrow no more trouble about my wellfare because you know the bible says that it is appointed unto man once to die and after that the judgements. so you see if I should be killed in this context while in the prime of life I should be contented if I only had lived a Christian life before the hours of death came. there are some things that makes me desire to return home again alive and they are these. if I should die while in the service my relatives would not receive receive the intelligence as I desire they should. I never want one single tear shed for me at my death and I do not want my friend to express such anxiety about me for I am but human and liable to die in a thousand different ways. but let them put their hopes in God who is able for any emergency but I must close this time. we shall leave here tomorrow I explained that sugar matter in my other letter. please direct as before. I am enjoying the blessings of healtyh and hope these lines may find you the same. this from your affectionate Brother, H.G. Sherman." Sherman mustered into Company D on 12 September 1862 and mustered out on 28 June 1865 as a Sergeant. John Hunt Morgan, whom Sherman discusses in his letter, led a series of raids across the Ohio River into Indiana and Ohio. Following a devastating counterattack by Union gunboats at Buffington Island in mid-July, Morgan and his remaining men surrendered on 26 July 1863 near Salineville, Ohio. During the following two years, the 23rd Michigan Infantry saw action at Kennesaw, Atlanta and Nashville. Ink letter, measuring 5" x 8", runs 3pp. Smudges and light toning. Near fine condition.
 
1861 Letter Captain Blackhawk 1 Maine Cavalry

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This is an 1861 letter from a 1st Maine Cavalry Officer. Captain Black Hawk Putnam of the 1st Maine Cavalry, Company E. It has a great embossed image od a CW general with flag and patriotic motto on it as a letterhead! Text is as follows: "Camp Penobscot, Augusta, Nov 21, 1861, William Lord, Dear Sir. I received yesterday from you a nice box of Bees Honey. was glad to have the pleasure of eating some of the same for Thanksgiving dinner. I am under a thousand obligations to you for your generous gift. The boys hurah for Mr. Lord. we have a great day for feasting. the Ladies in this place provided Cakes Pies for the whole regiment. How is business in Houlton now? and how do they get along enlisting men for the glorious 15th. We are to have a great day in time here next Wednesday. There is to be an excursion from Bangor…When we shall leave this place I can not tell. We had orders day before yesterday that we would march to Portland and ship from there to South Carolina. today we had notice or in other words the Qtr Master had notice to buy or make contracts for fifteen days rations and that we would march soon to Providence when, where or how we will go I cannot tell. Yours in haste, B. H. Putnam… P.S. Please excuse all errors and hurried writing." Black Hawk Putnam was commissioned as a Captain into Company E on 19 October 1861 and was discharged on 19 February 1863. During his service, the 1st Maine Cavalry saw action at Bull Run, Antietam and Fredericksburg. 2pp. letter measures 5" x 8".
 
Large 1861 Early CW Ohio 44 th Musician Letter

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This is a long, 16page, Civil War letter from Charles S. Ramsey of the 44th Ohio Infantry Band to his wife in Springfrield, Ohio. Accompanied by envelope. It is written legibly in pencil. FDrankly, too long too fully write out here. Ponders many thinks and discusses his feelings. It reads in part: "~~~ if wishing would take me home, my visits would be frequent…I dreamed one night that I was home spending fourth of July - I recollect of seeing a grand procession and at night fireworks…we had a grand time but on awakening I discovered it was all a dream… It is too bad that we do not all get paid when we should. If this war continues, I do not know what the poor will all do…We do not have to pay for our horns, the staff officers pay for them…The Deserter we had here deserted from the 2nd Kentucky. They took him up last week…Joe McIntire or as we call him, Uncle Joe, called me in and gave me a piece of mince pie and a roll of butter weighing I should judge about two pounds…we have been living high since then…just think butter, nice fresh butter right from home to eat on our hard crackers…Thanksgiving day at home and in camp are very different. Here we cannot have family dinners and friendly meetings with those we love. Here we are situated miles from home in a manner beyond civilization…If we step outside our tents we are in mud over the tops of our shoes…I have often longed for home and its comforts yet I have not allowed it to overcome and do not think that I shall. I think it is best to make the best we can of the matter…it is best to keep up our courage and go through it with a good grace…” The 44th Ohio Infantry saw its most significant action in the rout of Confederate forces at Dutton’s Hill, Kentucky. Charles S. Ramsay mustered in on 8 October 1861 and mustered out on 8 October 1862 at Covington, Kentucky.Letter measures 5" x 8". In very fine condition.
 
Letter from 2 Ohio Cavalry Soldier in Hospital to Mom

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Letter from Corporal Enoch Leavitt of the 2nd Ohio Cavalry, Company H. Accompanied by envelope to mother in North Fairfield, Ohio. Written in ink and datelined "Newton, General Hospital, Baltimore, Md. March 15, 1865." Letter reads in part: "Dear Mother…I made out to get out to the Dentists and got my teeth all fixed…two roots pulled out, my front tooth filled with Gold, the rest with tin foil. it cost in all twelve dollars…There is evidently a great deficiency in the present mail system especially about these hospitals…there is known to of been a great deal of thieving…there is now coming in to this hospital a lot of paroled prisoners, who are just released from their southern prisons. they look as if they had seen hard times. they have suffered all the horrors of actual starvation. they are now released many of them but to accept a lingering death. may those barbarous monsters yet be brought to justice for inflicting such horrible suffering upon those men. Mother I now have good prospects for getting into business in the clerks office of this hospital. I have obtained the influence of some prominent ones now in the office to work in my favor…We are still hearing good news from our armies. God speed on the good cause till every traitor shall be brought to submission…May the mercies of the widows God be with you…your unworthy son Enoch…" The 2nd Ohio Cavalry fought in Sheridan's Shenandoah Valley Campaign, Sheridan's Raid from Winchester to Petersburg, and in the Appomattox Campaign that paved the way for Lee's surrender shortly after this letter's writing. Enoch Leavitt mustered into Company H on 8 October 1861 and mustered out on 25 May 1865 at Baltimore, Maryland. Letter measures 7.5" x 10" and runs 2.5pp. Minimal foxing, otherwise near fine condition.
 
1861 Letter 26 Regiment New York Soldier

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This is a four page letter from Thomas J. Walker of the 26th New York Infantry. Accompanied by envelope to cousin in Adamsville, N.Y. Written in ink and datelined "Elmira Barracks June 5th 1861," Text reads: "5th, 1861, Elmira Barracks June. Dear Cousin Albert. After a long long abscene I have taken this opportunity of writing to you. I suppose that you have forgotten me by this time but if you have I have not forgotten you althought I must own that I have been slack in writing to you. I will do better after this. Albert, I have joined the volunteers and are a going to fight for the Stars and Stripes and are at the rendevouies in Elmira I have been here four weeks now and like it first rate in our rough soldiers life I don’t know but you have done the same…If you do I hope that you will write and let me know wich regiment you are in and where you are staying. When I left home the family was all well and getting along first rate. Father has moved his store to Utica and is living near the Catholic Curch. He is doing very well I suppose that you did not know that Mary was married to ... They were married the 14th of April, 3 days before I came away and are keeping house down street. She sent me a box of provisions last week and I receive letters from home twice a week. Manty Jones is the same old girl she was when you was at our house I get a letter from her every week and have got her picture in my trunk and would not part with it for any money. Mary Williams is not married yet. Bailey is working three miles from Utica. Mary is in Jersey City to work. …Uncle Samuel is still in Watervill. I received a letter from him and it is a very kind one to when I left he gave me a very good revolver as a present wich will be put to good use in the South…as I was getting on the cars to come here I was presented with another very nice one by the hands in the Factory it will cost 12 dollars and if I should ever get a chance at Jeff Davis, I pity him… Albert I wish that you and Silus could come up here and see me in our camp. I should write to him if I knew where to direct. You must send me his adress so that I can before long. Give my best respects to Sarah and the rest of the folks down that way. Albert, I don't know whether you will get this or not as I have forgot where to direct. But I hope that it is right as I am very anxious to hear from you. and if you will write whether you get the particulars of this place in the papers if you dont I will send you a description of how we oldiers live. If you should get this before Sunday write on that day. It will get here sooner. I think that we will leave this place for the south about two weeks from now we have got our uniforms and arms and under marching orders. Albert I don't think of any more now, please remember me to Cousin Sarah and tell her that I should be happy to receive a few lines. I will write more next time. So good bye. Yours for his country. Thomas J. Walker. Ps. direct to thomas walker, Core of Capt. Brendle, Christman's Reg." Thomas Walker mustered into Company E on 21 May 1861 and mustered out on 28 May 1863 at Utica, New York. Before mustering out, Walker and the 26th were engaged in battle at Cedar Mountain, Second Bull Run and Fredericksburg. Letter measures 5" x 8". Fine condition.
 
1862 Letter 10 Connecticut Soldier Burnsides Sword

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This is a four letter from Corporal William L. Norton of the 10th Connecticut Infantry, Company B. to "Mother" in North Manchester, Conn. He was later wounded in action at Deep Bottom. Accompanied by patriotic envelope with New York cancelled stamp. Written in pencil and datelined, "Newbury N C / June 21st 1862," Text reads: "Newbury, NC. June, 21st, 1862. Dear Mother. I have just received your letter and was glad to hear from you & am glad to hear that you are a going to send me a box and if that letter that I sent does not reach you before you send the box I hope you will have the forethought to send me some lemons and sugar for there are darkeys around here every day with pails of lemonade to drink… and it looks tempting but it is to much 5 cents a glass but it makes a very good drink for the water here is not good for much without something in it. If we had a plenty of money we could get a great many things that would be good to put in to water such as strawberry syrup and rasberry and lemon syrup which costs 75 cents to a $1 a bottle. You say you want to know what kind of a climate we are in. Well the climate here I don't think is very good for the sun will be shining very hot all day and in the afternoon there will be a heavy thunder shower come up and be cold and chilly rain all night, sometimes to be cold and chilly att next day then the next day will be hotter than July at home but then I have had very good health since I have been here. The people here as a general thing are a pale sickly looking set as I ever saw except the negroes. They are healthy looking set of fellows and the reason why is because they work out in the open air and all the white men that work out in the open air have a healthy look and are healthy as can be expected for the state of the climate. They say that in order to live here any way they have to take quinine all the time. Last Friday there was a great review of the armey under Gen Burnside + an eight hundred dollar sword presented to him… Our regiment started about 4 o'clock and marched over to the review. it did not last long after the sword was presented to him. all of the different regts give three cheers for Burnside and the drums rolled. Then we marched by the stand (that he was on) by company and then we marched home. After we got across the river in to the city . it had rained very hard this side of the river but it had not rained a drop where the review, When we passed up through Pollack street I saw Dick Berry a standing there but I did not have a chance to say anything. Only to ask him how he was getting along. He has just come in here with his gun boat I suppose. Gov Stanly made a good speech to the rebbels up to Washington of this state. He is doing all he can to bring the state back in the Union. I suppose but I do not like some of his proceedings here in showing the collerd schools… Gen Burnside + Foster were in favor of the schools + gave there sanction towards it to but when Mr Stanly came here he put a veto on it + said it was against the state law of South Carolina…they had better wait untill NC comes back in to the Union before they begin to inforce the laws. But I can not do anything about it so I might as well close this letter. Give my respects to Parkhurst and the rest of the folks. Let me know how Mrs. Shone is getting along. Give my love to Father and Alice and tell them that I am all right. With much love I remain your son. Willie" Norton mustered into Company B on 9 September 1861 and mustered out on 7 October 1864. He was wounded on 14 August 1864 at the Second Battle of Deep Bottom, in which General Grant made a feint at Richmond in an attempt to draw General Lee’s troops out of Petersburg. Although the maneuver ended in disaster for the Union forces, nine months later the 10th Connecticut Infantry participated in the assault and capture of Petersburg. It also saw action at Whitehall and Secessionville. Letter measures 5.25” x 6.75”. Colorful letterhead of patriot holding US Flag on paper. Very minor soiling, otherwise near fine condition.
 
Joshua Aboard to U.S. St. Louis to Brother 1861

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A nice letter from brother Joshua aboard the US Ship St. Louis to his brother. Here is the text: US Ship St. Louis. August 20th 1861. Dear Ben, I wrote to you day before yesterday as the Steamer Rode Island has unexpectedly been detained. I add a few lines to go by the same convenance, we are looking anxiously for our relief and suppose we will sail for home as soon as the "Reb..." arrives. She was at Key West when the R.I. left there two weeks since, and would sail in a day or two for Fort Pickens. The Flag Officers had orders to send U.S. North as soon a vessel can be sent to relieve us. I think we have been treated shamefully. The ship should have been ordered north immediately after the reinforcement of pickens. She had been on station and the worst part of it, two years and three months and employed on the sickly Court of Nice fifteen months of this time. Officers and Crew suffering from the effects of the climate and long confinement on board ship. As we mistake of the effects of climate, we have sent home sick during the. At least one third of the ships company. We now have quite a number of men whose term of service has expired and who are fully intended to their discharge. Besides we have supported months since, now the ship was deficient in necessary articles to render her efficient and have made to supplu them but without effect. I mention this fact to you because many letters have appeared in this purpose from other ships complaining when not a line has been written from this ship. Referring to the subject as you may well believe I am much distressed about our dear mother and look anxiously for your letters. Your brother. Joshua."
 
1863 Penn Man bails on Woman then the Army!

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Letter from Pennsylvania resident Louis Koch to former lover Miss Kate Greozinger in Reading, PA. Accompanied by cover. Written in ink and datelined "Scranton Dec. 13 1863, Dear friend Kate! I am realy ashamed, for having waited so long before sending a few lines to you but I will tell you how it come. I arrived at home on Friday the 20th of Nov. and on Sunday next I wrote a long letter to you, but I did not quiet finish it that day, nor have I finished it since, and so I have kept it in my pocket till today, and I have it set. When I came home I had a great many things to look after, I had that half finished letter in my pocket and I was always thinking about closing and sending it, although it would have taken but a few minutes to do it, I could not get at it, not that I was to lazy, nor that I did not have time, but several things happened which made me feel bad and unhappy. I have two Barkeepers and I have found out that one of them took some monaie out of the drawer, but I could not tell which one, so I discharged them both, and I got a young man from Philipsburg last nique. This and some other things bothered me a great deal, but I am getting over it now. I have thought of you every day, yes I can say every hour, I have seen you setting at home thinking sometimes: why don't Louis Koch write to me? But now, I wish you would write to me very soon and tell me what you were thinking of me and what you was doing since I have left you…Tell me how is your mother & sister, and when is your Brother going to be married, and other news of reading. After this I shall write often to you, and hope that you will excuse me that I left you wait so long. I have bought myself a substitute for $290 and am now free from military duty for three years. I have to close my letter for it is two o clok in the morning…Leter I will write you more. Give my best respects to your mother, sister & brother and hoping that you will write to me very soon. I remain your friend, Louis Koch." Letter measures 5.25" x 8.25" and runs 2.5pp. Slight separation at folds, otherwise near fine condition.
 
101 Pennsylvania Soldier Letter

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Letter from Sergeant James A. Johnson of the 101st Pennsylvania Infantry, Company F. Undated pencil letter reads in part: "George, I am looking forward to a Brevet Lieutenancy, in which I can take a good position and a good salary, the same as that of a Second Lieutenancy. We have been exempt from guard duty, from appearance in Dress Parade and Camp Duty of all kinds for upwards of ten days, yet we will have to go on tomorrow. Several companies of our regiment have gone on to day. George, tis awful muddy here, worse than any of the Public Roads in Beaver Co… Our streets are awful and Heaven grant that it may soon snow- and stay frozen until we leave this camp for some place more pleasant. Shall give you a list of our Subordinate officers - Orderly, Thos. S. Nash, First Sergt, J.A. Johnson…Fourth Sergt M.W. Elliot, Commissary Sergt Will Hall, First corporal D.M. Ramsey, Second Thomas M. Barclay, Third James J. Wyman, Forth Jo F. Warwick, Fifth James Ramsey, Sixth Jacob Mininck, seventh Clark A. Hunter. Cal Morgan-Eighth. Private Secretary D. & D. Johnson to the Colonel. I do not think it all improbable that J. F. Warwick will be Regimental Post muster. I hope he will. I am studying hardat the Tactics and looking forward to a full commission. We have now gone through the schools of the squad of soldiers, the company, and the Battalion and we are now rapidly reviewing the same. My Love to Jennie & Milo. Regards to Rob & Son. And to you & Uncle. Special & affectionate regards. J. A. Johns." James A. Johnson mustered into Company F as a Sergeant on 19 November 1861. He was discharged for promotion on 8 December 1862 and commissioned into the 172nd Pennsylvania Infantry, where he rose to the rank of Lieutenant Colonel before mustering out on 1 August 1863 at Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. Letter measures 5" x 8" and runs 2pp. Mild edgewear and slight separation to vertical crease. Near fine condition. No envelope.
 
Children die , husband enlists 13 Michigan Mechanics

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Civil War Letter with a neat Union patriotic cover dated 11 Sept 1864. Letter reads: "Sunday evening, September 1864. Dear Uncle, I sit down this evening to write a few lines to you. I presume you have heard of our affliction in losing our little ones. O, what a trial for a parent. to pass through two dear ones taken in 4 days. it sometimes seems a dream. but it is a sad reality. I miss them so much. But I know that our loss is their gain and I pray God to give me grace to be reconciled to his will. I am, going slowly. The rest are as well as anybody is here. There is a great many sick yet and a good many that cannot possibly get well. I never saw a time in all my life there has 40 persons died here in this little place…since the first of last January. You can hardly see a smile on any face you meet. It has taken all ages from one year up to 85 years old. I hope I may never pass through another such scene. And now I will tell you something that you have not heard of: Orin has enlisted he goes in the 13 Michigan mechanics & engineers regt. it is stationed on lookout mountain. They don’t have any fighting to do, they are building sawmills and other government buildings. He thought he had rather enlist that to stand his draft. He was pretty sure he would be drafted and now he gets 4 hundred dollars town bounty besides his government bounties, and he gets $19 a month, and I get 6 or 8 dollars a month from the relief fund. Now Uncle I want to ask a little of your advice. Now the children are gone and Orin is going next Wednesday. I shall be left almost alone and it seems as if I could not stay here any longer and I think some of coming back to York State. Now if I should come and should not go to housekeeping would you like to have Wally come and stay with you awhile, he could help you a good if you have no one, I would like to have him live with you a while. He ought to be on a farm. It would be so much better for him than it is in a village but I don't know how the times are there. If he could do enough to pay for his board, I would ask no more. I think I would be more contented there than I can be here alone. Will you please to write to me as soon as you get this and let me what you think of it. Orin wants I should come and thinks he will not come to Mich when he comes back from war. Aunt Mary what do you think of my coming back. I am not coming to be an expense to my friends for I can pay my way, but if I can get anything to do you know I shall be willing to do it. (On back) Dear Cousin Libbie. I can not write to you to night but I send my love to you all. O, how sad and lonely it is; it don't seem as if I should ever be my self again. but I hope I shall see you soon. Write to me as soon as you get this. Now Uncle do not forget to let me hear from you as soon as you can for I want to know what I shall do. So good night. From your Niece. To Uncle & Aunt Esty." The cover features bold, colorful artwork, with an image of drums, an eagle holding arrows, two flags, muskets, cannons, and 13 stars above the eagle and reads: "The Star Spangled Banner must be Upheld." 4pp. 5" x 8" with staining on the first page. Otherwise, in fine condition.
 
3 Mass HA Soldier Sick with bad Typhoid

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Hospitalized 3rd MA Heavy Artillery Soldier -- 1864 -- "…I had the typhoid fever and was dangerously sick for some time…I have got a swelling on my neck that has been there five weeks…" AUTOGRAPH LETTER SIGNED Letter from hospitalized soldier Erastus Pierce of the 3rd Massachusetts Heavy Artillery, Company E. Datelined 16 January 1864, Long Island, letter reads in part: "…I suppose you have heard that I am in the hospital. I have been here forty seven days. I had the Typhoid Fever and was dangerously sick for some time. There were four weeks that I could not walk alone. I did not know at the time I was so sick. The Doctor told me that I was getting along nicely and I thought it was so till the other day when he told me how I had been. the Hospital is made of cloth tents joined toogether…There are thirty beds in all. The beds are on each side with an aisle between just wid enough to walk in there are six nurses and two workmen, two Drs and one Chemist. The Chemist and Drs live in a house at one end of the Hospital. The house and the Hospital are joined too gether by an entry…I am well now except that I have got a swelling on my neck that has been there five weeks…I expect to get a furlough in four or five days…" The 3rd Massachusetts was assigned primarily to guard and garrison duty in defense of the Capitol. Erastus Pierce mustered into Company E on 18 September 1863 and mustered out on 18 September 1865 at Washington, D.C. Letter measures 5" x 8" and runs 3pp. Fine condition. Nice script.
 
Connecticutt Soldier later dies POW. Doctor is monkey.

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An eight page ink letter by George L. Blakeslee of the 4th Connecticut Infantry, Company F. Comw ith an old blurry photograph of GAR vets marching in parage "Old Battleflags of the "60's" Sept '04" And has a Attractive Reunion Bage from 1895. These two items were likely saved by Blakeslee's relatives later and haded down with this letter. Text as follows: "Fort richardson, VA. Jan. 12, 1862. Dear George. I will not get your notions of deliverying in writing an answer. lest then there a great many reasons and excuses for you. I have to write to pass away the time or read as something of that kind. The pen can not describe the thoughts of the Soldier, a Soldier's life is hard and make the best of it. I have been rich for the last two weeks and some of the time I have felt as I did not care if the Union went to the D'l. as some other place a man to do his duty just the same sick as well. I will stop here it is here in our Regt. We have got one of the g-d-d fools for a Col. He thinks he knows a little more than god Almighty…he makes every man do duty unless he goes to the Dr. and gets excused. the Dr. he don't know as much as a sick monkey them that he ought to excuse, he puts on duty. It may all be right but I will be if I can see it and never come out here to be niggered or moved around by a few damned fools hearing the appellation of Officers. There is one thing I wish to God that they would have a fight before long and I hope that we will lick the Rebels like the devil as they lick us… I am not at laa particular. Now then you will read this and think that I am home sick or something of this kind. That is not the case. I have got disgruntled with the inactivity of our Army. I can tell you what it is when a man is sick in the Army. There is but little care shown for him if he cant help himself. he is to go without help. it is like this every man for himself and the Devil for the whole. All is quiet along the Potomac. Nothing doing. but now and then you will hear the discharge of an old musket or old Army Wagon rattling around through the Stumps and the Wood or you will see now and then a Squad of men drilling such l' guerr. It is all they will ever will do. I wish that I were up in old Conn. for about a month. I should like it very much. You might as well talk of freezing Hell over, as to get a furlough so is never think of getting one as have the least idea. We have had a little more snow down here the other day. But it did not last long, and yesterday and today it has rained a little and been very warm and Foggy. It has the appearance of Spring. It very muddy. This mud is not all pleasant at all for us poor Devils to wallow around in. I should like to see old New Haven. First rate I guess that it must look some different than when I left there. You said that Hen. He has got to be a sport. He must be a gay one and what almighty swells he must cut with the Tobacco juice drizelling down out of each corner of his mouth and swearing every word he speaks. Well, Hen is one of the Boys! It is very queer to me why Grandmother lives there all alone. I think that it is very proper that she should like someone to live with here there if she should be taken sick what would she do there all alone. You had better come out here and see the Country the ... will not be mud. I wish the next time that you go to New Haven you would buy me a Razor. One for about a dol and a half and send it to me and I will pay you. I meant to get a good one and I cant get any here without going to Washington and we do not get no passes to go there. If you were to see my picture now you would see a great deal of difference in them, now and two weeks ago before I was sick. I suppose that you and Jane have good times a skating. Tell her she must be careful not to use all the ice up so that nobody else can Skate. Well, skating is quite an amusement as well. I didn't think I shall be able to skate much this winter. But I hope to God that another winter will not find me in the Army. I must close my letter to you, hoping that you will write soon. Yours Geo, Blakeslee, Washington, D.C. Fort Richardson, Co F. 4th Regt Conn. Vol." The 4th Connecticut Infantry took part in the Sieges of Fredericksburg and Petersburg. Blakeslee died a POW on 3 July 1862 at Richmond, Virginia. Letter is accompanied by medal-style badge which reads: "Annual Reunion 12th Regiment Volunteers, New Haven, CT, June 26, 1895." Medallion head features illustration of twin U.S. flags on one side and a Union camp scene on verso. Ink letter measures 4.5" x 7.75". Light toning and buckling, otherwise excellent
 
1863 Mass Inf Letter about a Grand Review

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A nicely scripted ink five-page letter from a Union soldier named "Nile" to Molly. From 45th Massachusetts Infantry, so perhaps you could do research on CW Database to narrow down to a Nile in that Regt. Datelined 25 February 1863, Newbern, North Carolina." Text: "Dear Molly. Although I have not heard from any one but father since the 7th, I believe is letter dated then or there about, yet remains unanswered. I received father's letter dated the 20th which I wish you would acknowledge and for me to thank him for the boxes coming & their contents. I suppose they have come in the Tackee. I shall enquire for these tomorrow as they may have come up by tonights train from Morehead City. WE have had today an unusual show. I wish some of you had been here to enjoy it. Capt wales' and Lt. Hardy's wifes, Dr. Howe's Dr. K. Neelands wifes. Mrs Wales & Emmons have come safely to ... Last night on Dress Parade we were notified that the lines would be formed at 8 1/2 A.M. for a Grand Review of the 18th Army Corps. To do this our guard had to stand through today as it takes 1/2 of our effective men every day, tho other half were started off pinctually and when we arrived on the ground the other side of the Regt., we found to our satisfaction that in postion we now came at the top of the heap , being on the right 1st Brigade, 1st Div. under Genl. Palmer. He being absent, Col. Avery had the Div., Col. Codeman the Brigade. When the Brigades were all arranged within proper places we occupied a front extending from the camp ny the railroad to the woods beyond the 43rd. camp and there our Brigade was double on centre. Father will well remember the length of the field that we had so many troops left here after some 10,000 had been sent to Port Royal. The show commenced about 11 1/2 ranks being opened . We went through the prepatory examination and then had time while the Gen'l passed up the lines to smoke a cigar cortably. Then closed ranks and took up out march by Company front. Our band was complimented as keeping the best marching time and as consequence gave the Genl. a very good serenade this evening from which I have just returned. Our Men marched very well and this Regt. is considered here as one of the best drill and discipline. We could not make a very mellodeous show with 250 men but did our best. I should say we had at least 15000 effective men here in infantry and so much artillery as they could support. The line was at least 1 1/2 hours in passing a given point. We got home abt 2. the men rested about 4 1/2 hours and then were ...on guard. where they stay until tomorrow. Lt. Hardy was on guard when his wife arrived and was not relieved until tonight. Is that the Cup of Tantalus? I am in hopes will find the Dudley back at the pier. You can not surely have forgotten us during the last fortnight. They had had a very successful Ball at the 44th Barracks like the one we had at Fort Warren. I had a cold and did not venture out. I understand it was very successful. Flag was lent for the occasion. Gen'l Roster & Staff were present. I shall endeavor to be at the Opera & Theatricals. The Opera is written by Corpl Haines the correspondent to the Herald. There were some very pretty girls reported present and they rendered an account of themselves during the evening. Fair you well my own dear love, and with love to all fare them well. Nile." No envelope. Near fine condition. Has a little split along edge of fold on second page.
 
Russian Fleet Officers! 1862 CW Soldier Letter!

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A nice four page letter from Union soldier "Daniel" at Camp Sedgwick, Virginia to his lover Jennie A. Raworth in Pawtucket, Rhode Island. Text as follows: Camp Sedgewick Va. Dec. 16th, 1862 (less than week after Union disaster at Fredericksburg!) "Little Jennie, You may think that I am improving the evenings and so do I for what way can I improve the long evenings better than to sit and write to her whom is all my souls delight my little gal you shall not run to the post office for nothing this week I write this eve for I forgot to write all (that) I wanted to last night.. you little creature, you may think I write too much. and rather too often but Jennie darling I mean to write every time I feel like it. whether you like it or not... ha ha...I don't expect you to answer them all...but in the first place I forgot to tell you last night we was, our Corps Reviewed yesterday afternoon by Gen'l Mead accompanied by all the Russian Fleet Officers surely they were the poorest set of looking men I ever saw. They were all round shouldered looking fellows it might be caused by not being used to riding horseback They was dressed in dark clothing dress coats They all wore the jackatars cap and a set of daggers for side arms. they was about forty of them. the Admiral is a grey bearded old fellow and wore a piece of gold upon his shoulders. the rest bore nothing to show their different grades. It was a fine sight darling to one who never saw an army review to stand upon a rise of ground and see the entire corps march by in division front accompanied by the artilery. I mean to take thee yet if I return safely home where you can see a parade and review. Would thee not like to accompany me to such a place sometime? Well, Jennie, the report is now that we move in 3 days to Warrenton for winter quarters. I hardly expected to stay on this side of the Rappahoneck (river) this winter but we don't like to go. Very well for we have got a good tent. but we have to go about 2 miles for wood and before warm spring comes we would have to go 4 for it. Some say we are going back as far as Centerville and send the old troops home and reorganize the army of the Potomac. I believe some of the Batteries are ordered to Bailey's cross roads that is between Fairfax and Alexandria but all these army moves are only solved by time. It is very cold and very hazy looks much like snow now it is after and I must close. We getSundays mail tomorrow night and I expect to get a letter from my darkeyed girl. Now give my love to your kind parents. Tell them I hope to get partake of their welcome. Now Jennie for a short time, I bid thee adieu. From your true love, Daniel. (new Date) December 17th, 1862. Jennie, I did not get to mail this last night because it was too late and this morning it was storming at a fearful rate. So we had no roll call and did not get up in time to get it in time for to mail it. The few times the storm is yet unabated and I think it will continue so all night. I am on guard today but we stay in quarters only when out to post. I dont get very wet. On the contrary quite comfortable. No commissary old bread today and 4 of us have got 25 loaves so the army is of course in good spirits. this rain will probably delay the movement for some days yet to come so goodbye my darling. Daniel." Letter is accompanied by envelope with three cent Washington stamp. It measures 5" x 8". Ink a bit lightened over time but cool content!
 
26th Massachusetts Soldier Letter 1864

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Four Page letter from Elmore Dane of the 26th Massachusetts Infantry, Company F. Written in ink and datelined Readville, 5 May 1864, Letter reads in part: "Dear Wife, Hear we are in camp and are too remain here untill we are paid off and that will not be untill after the Regt has been got together. there are only 19 now in camp 2 are Sergeants and 3 Corperals. we are all promised a short furlough…we arrived at Beach Street Barracks about 11…we started about 2 and a 1/2 o'clock for this camp, wher we arrived about 1/2 past 4 P.M. It was rather a disagreeable night but it is useless too complain. the Die is cast and it is useless to cry for spilt milk so I shall try and make myself as comfortable and leave the event with higher authority…I expect Galen has gone out with the 30 Regt but am not certain. Sgt. Nickerson is going down too the Island tomorrow to get our recruits…tell Lydia not too be Discouraged but keep a stiff uper lip and look on the bright side…it is much better too go willingly then too be drafted…I hope there will be some sort of wind up this summer of this unnatural warfare all seem too be more dispondent then they were the first time out…thanks for all those kind favours that I have found in my haversack they come in very handy…too fill an empty belly…Kiss the babies for me and my heavens kindly smiles rest upon them…" The 26th Massachusetts Infantry fought at La Fourche Crossing, Fort Bisland and Winchester. Elmore Dane mustered into Company F on 18 October 1861, reenlisted on 5 January 1864 and was mustered out of Company A on 26 August 1865 at Savannah, Georgia. Letter shows light scattered soiling and some fading to ink. Excellent condition.
 
1862 Letter to handsome whiskered Cousin Thomas

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This is a letter dated January 31st, 1862 by female cousin at home telling her soldier relative of her sheer joy at receiving a handsome photograph of said bewhiskered Thomas. She states she is not wise or capable of writing a good letter, but I sure as heck think she is a perceptive and eloquent person! Yes, what an inspired, poetic young lady, infatuated by life, war and her sweet-eyed Soldier Cousin Thomas! What feeling lurk there! The large sheet in yellowed yet easy to read, well-penned ink on it. It has separated at three of its folds. But otherwise sturdy. I might suggest future owner has it mounted with archival tapes to preserve it. (Sadly, no envelope to assist in determining who these two people were. Just two young explorers in the thread of life...) )Text is long but here it goes! Text: "January 31st, 1862. My Dear Cousin Thomas. Oh! Cousin Thomas! What shall I say to thee? How shall I ever thank thee sufficiently for the pleasure that I now feel? I am glad! glad! Glad! And thee has made me so. Before me lies a picture of a youth, a rather handsome youth, I judge, clad in the habiliments of One who has relinquished all the pleasures of Home and the Society of friends for the cause of his country. His face is one that one glance at does not satisfy you. But you turn to it again and again, never tiring. Those eyes so full of meaning seem to have an irresistable attraction. There is something swo earnest, so deep and so calm and composed, and withal a scarcely perceptible tinge of sadness in the look with which they regard you. So you could gaze on and on and on and never become weary of studying them. And what pretty whiskers and moustache he has! I'm glad he had this picture taken with that ornament upon his chin and upper lip. I do so admire whiskers and moustaches that is when they are pretty. I don't admire ugly ones! And these are pretty in the picture at least. Well, this picture which I'm talking about, and which I stop to look at about every half minute came last evening, all safe & sound so far as the picture was concerned, but the glass was cracked clear across toward the lower part- but that makes no difference now, for I have got it all fixed up. Thee will probably not think of doubting my word when I say that I have several other pictures of persons belonging to "the bearded fraternity" well, I took one of these out of the case and after changing the glasses and putting one what wasn't broken over cousin Thomas' face I deliberately & maliciously put him in the case and left 'tother feller's out. with a broken glass over him too. I wonder what he would think if he knew how I have dealt with that pretty picture he gave me! There is nothing wrong in the way I have done though! I think that even he would have to acknowledge that. I look at it in this light. He is not my cousin, nor any relations whatever! This is Consideration No. 1. (Consideration No. 2 is Charity begins at home. Putting that and that together I can but come to the rational conclusion that I must serve my relations first, and then if there is anything left serve others. So, there being a broken glass, and no case left, after supplying my cousin Thomas with the appendages requisite for forming a perfect picture! I have served my friend to no case and a broken glass! Now, is not the verdict "Served him right?" So the picture lies before me all "did up" in style as I write. And I write a word or two, and then look at it, and then look at it, and I write a word or two, and so on... at this rate I expect I'll soon get a long letter written. And suppose I should kiss the picture of my cousin sometimes. And suppose Emily should laugh at me just a little as she sits by and sees all my motions and maneuvers! Well suppose I do! And suppose she does. Whose business is it~ nobody's, he's my Cousin! And now, Oh Cousin of mine with thy calm eyes gazing earnestly, truthfully into mine, thy soldier-like apparrel reminding me constantly of the life of peril, danger and uncertainty that is thine to lead. Let me tell theee now lest in the dim uncertain future my hand may be powerless to write it. I thank thee! I thank thee, I thank thee a thousand times, and that does not half exress all that I feel, but we'll let the subject drop here. and I'll go and lie down to rest my weary brain and body for I'm still weak. I suppose thee will have heard ere this reaches thee that I have been sick. I'm very tired having written all this without stopping to rest any length of time. So I will have to take a big rest now. Saturday morning. I wrote the above yesterday forenoon. when I stopped to rest. I fully expected to write some more in the afternoon but I found I had already written quite as much, and a little more than my head could bear patiently. So I did not dare to write anymore yesterday. But I accomplished a great feat of another description~ I walked out some twenty yards perhaps from the house and back again all myself! which was the first time I had been out on the ground for between four and five weeks! The girls wrote to thee a week ago and I suppose they told thee that I have had the fever. I wanted to write some when the wrote but I did not feel much like it. and it was better for me not to try. I have been improving since then as fast as I could conveniently. I expect I will soon be able to do most anything. Go to war for instance, and march about forty miles a day without anything to eat, and sleep on the ground at night with a stone for a pillow, and the sky for a covering, and a little rain falling on me to keep me from sleeping too soundly. Rather a hard picture of Soldier's life that, isn't it? I hope not a very true one though~ O, when will this war end, I wonder? So all "our boys" can return home and lead a happier life! Pretty soon, I hope, though there has been but little cause to hope for it yet. Though of late there has been some appearance of having something done. There has been one good thing done in Kentucky! That of sending (General) Zollicoffer to his long home. We received a letter from a Cousin in Ky, day before yesterday in which he said he had seen Zollicoffer dead. Our cousin was not in the battle. He was a little too late getting to the scene of action to take part in it. So I suppose there is not doubt but Zollingcoffer is really dead. Sometimes I think these rebels are men and maybe it is wicked to rejoice in having them killed but I do not see what else is to be done with them, and besides, they'll all have to die sometime, and they might as well die now and be done with it. Oh, this is a great mess of stuff I am writing, isn't it? I do wish I could write a decent letter, don't thee? I expect it would please thee almost as much as it would me, for I know thee would much rather have good letters than those that are not good. (Anybody would and I don't expect thee is so different from other people that thee would prefer a different kind of letter.) Oh, Cousin Thomas, I would like to see thee! When the wasn't a soldier and talked of coming here, I had a curiosity to see thee. but I did not care particularly about it for I did not take any particular interest in thee. Didn't know anything about thee. And did not know I ought to want to see thee. But now~ I feel just as though I was pretty well acquainted with thee, and had seen thee many a time but had not seen thee for a good while, and wanted to awful bad! And I'm very impatient for this war to be finished up, so thee will come and see us! I know thee would have come long ago if thee had known what nice cousins thee has here. Now that's so, thee knows it is! After all, we are not very exceedingly nice girls though a great many people think we are. Oh, yes, Emily & Lizzie are very nice and very smart too. especially Emily. She is swful smart, indeed she once had the name of "Papa's smart daughter" given her by a young man who had never seen her, but I had told him a great deal about how smart she is. And we frequently call her by that name. Lizzie and I are quite lacking compared with her, though Lizzabeth is a right smart girl when Emily is not about. And then, Lizzie is good looking but I have outgrown that long ago. And I never was smart. Nobody ever accused me of that. Whatever else they might lay to my charge. I have got a long tongue in my head, and in that I would rather do something that would be of some use to somebody. But it so happened that I was neither "useful nor ornamental" except I might as well go to war if some nice young man would only come round, getting up a company of girls. There was a young man who formerly resided about five or six mile4s from here and who is in the Army, at home recruiting in October. He came here and said they wanted a Regt. of girls and he was going to get up a company about here. He asked me to go, and I told hiim I would. and then he~ I do not know what you soldier folks call it! I called it "sweared" me in~ but he did not take me, I expect he knew I would not be of any use. The same young man, I hear, is out recruiting again. I do not know whether he is coming home or whether he is going to recruit in some other direction. If he comes home maybe he will take me this time. and then I will go down and help take... (second page missing for there is no conclusive line or signature)
 
1864 Letter from 18 New Hampshire Soldier home

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Letter from Corporal Dwight L. Herrick of the 18th New Hampshire Infantry, Company C. Accompanied by cover. The letter text itself reads thus: "City Point, VA. December 13, 1864. Dear Sister. I now seat myself to answer your welcome letters. Was not aware it had been so long since I see in need of yours, until looking at it to day. As for myself am getting nicely. am well with the exception of a bad cold, the first one that I have had since I came to VA. am getting better of it. I recieved my things all right. that pie was splendid but the pickles rather went ahead. they were just the thing. you can tell them the rest that is the expressions of gratitude better than I can put it on paper. How do you get along with your school. that was sad about Tolman. I pity his wife but not him a bit. I supose you see what his hart was. that led her to place so much confidence in him. you selected the letters she wrote to you that you showed me while he was in the army(you can't always tell. at least she found it so as ... we are still at work with the pick and shovel. recieved a letter from home this morning also one from Julia. I should think New Boston was trying to see what they coulod do. it won't be able to hold all of them much longer. But I must close as I think of nothing more that would be of interest to you. Hope you will excuse my pen write. yours Dwight. ... a word of Frank and the rest. that Chicken was bully it was very kind in you to remember me… The inside was what took the sag off Seansa one of our Serg. had a bite at that cake. I think O have got him trapped. shall bring him home with me so look out but you must excuse this paper as this morning I had 8 letters to answer and am pretty much used up in the writing line. Write soon all hands. Your Dwight." The 18th New Hampshire assisted in repulsing the attack on Fort Steadman, and participated in the assault of Petersburg. Herrick mustered into service on 31 August 1864 and mustered out on 10 June 1865.
 
1864 E.S. Elliot Letter to wife from US Hospital

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This is a one page, two-sided letter written on September 17th, 1864 by E.S. Elliot to his wife. He was recuperating in a "U.S. General Hospital." Here is the letter text: " U.S. General Hospital, Sept. 17 th, 64. Dear Wife. I again attempt to sentence my thanks to you for your kind favor of the 11-th which I received last night. It found me as well as common and still in the same place I was & was pleased to heare that your health was good again and your gritt good. I was quite uneasy yesterday for fear you was worse. My not getting my letter as soon as common. The Wether is very plsent and I started cooking very well. Better than I thought I should. We are not having quite as much to do as we did. They have sent a good many off but we expect lott soon from the frount. We had had another battle. I am glad your pig is growing to suit you. I hope nothing will befall him. Also your gardeing bids fare to help you through the last winter. We will err be separated from euchother until death. This is my mind. We must be patient. Take all things cool. Keep up the best of courage and time can ony tell. I am sorry to hear of so many deaths up there among you. Fear Wife, I know you are lonsum away there alone as we might say alone. And if I thought it should not make you worse... I would after my opinion of those meatings but I can not see anything in them with theas few poor remarks I will enclose my love in this and ask you to receive it, for it is all I can send you at present. Give my best respects to all enquiren friends. Good Bye to you all. I remain as ever your true and kind E.S. Elliott."
 
1864 Letter from Lusie to Arlon Sabin Atherson 3NH

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This is a 4 page letter written from Lusie M. Caldwell to Arlon Sabin Atherton who was a First Lieutenant in 3rd New Hampshire. Wounded 8/16/1864 at Deep Bottom, VA and made a prisoner till paroled 9/15/185. Became Captain in May 1865. I wonder why Lusie asks him at end of this letter to please destroy all her letters after reading them??? Text follows: "Warwick, Dec. 4th, 1864. Dear Friend Arlon, I received your letter of last Sunday on Thursday afternoon and was very glad that you reached Annapolis in safety and also that your arm is gaining. And I hope it will continue to. I sent a letter to you the same day that I got yours but did not put on "Officers General Hospital", but perhaps that will not make much difference about your getting it. I have been to meeting all day. Mr Humphrey of Winchester is expected to preach in two weeks. I am real glad for I like to hear him very much, I wish Mr. Blanchard would exchange a great deal oftener than he does; Your Grandmo