The following letter was written by Jacob E. Travelpiece (1844-1908), the son of Jacob Dreibelbis (1799-1874) and Mary Magdalena Everett (1804-1867) of Orangeville, Columbia county, Pennsylvania. Jacob wrote the letter while serving in Co. E, 209th Pennsylvania Infantry. According to the 1890 Veteran Schedules, Jacob enlisted in September 1864 and mustered out in late May 1865 after 9 months service. After the war he married Celestia Stiner (1847-1931).
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Camp at Meds Station, Va.
December 10th, 1864
Friend Sallie,
I sit down this morning to pleasure task of answering your kind letter which came to hand last night. Your letter has been miscarried by some means or other. It is dated November 15th and it never came to hand till last evening. It found me well with the exception of a shake of the ague & a little fever that came on just after dinner yesterday. I hope these few lines will find you enjoying good health.
The regiment started out on a march last evening at sundown & just as they started, it began to storm the worst kind of a way & it was so cold that the ice froze on the boys clothing. The ground was covered with hail and after marching about four miles, they stopped to rest for the night but I think it’s but little rest they had for men to lay down on snow & ice and storming at the same time & worse than all, freezing cold is enough to cause their death. For my part, I wasn’t so unfortunate as to be with them. I was excused by my captain.
A man came in from the regiment this morning and he gave a history of the scene. He said after they halted to rest, some laid down & some stood up against trees. Some were singing and others swearing & no doubt some were praying. A person that never was a soldier could not imagine how hard a soldier’s life is. Yes, many are the hardships they have to undergo.
The report is now that General Butler has had a fight with the enemy. The result is not known but if the report is true, I hope he has been successful. It is said that there will be another draft. If so, I am glad that I am here for I don’t like to be drafted & have to go & get no bounty. Such business don’t pay at all. I’d rather go without being drafted and then if anything happens, I’ve no one to blame but myself.
Now I must tell you what kind of a supper I had last evening. I believe it was the best supper I ever ate & that was [ ] cabbage and some turnips. One of my tent mates brought them to me and told me if I’d cook them I might have a share with him. I cooked at the ——- best of my knowledge & then we ate our supper & washed the dishes and swept out the shanty, &c. I guess I’ll have to close for the present as the news will afford but little interest to you. Yours with great esteem. More anon. — J. T.
Address Company E, 209th Penn. , Washington D. C. in care of Capt. A[ndrew] C. Mensch
P. S. Today is my birthday—21.

