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My passion is studying American history leading up to & including the Civil War. I particularly enjoy reading, transcribing & researching primary sources such as letters and diaries.

1861: George Washington Neff to Unidentified Colonel

The following letter was written by George Washington Neff (1833-1892), the son of George Washington Neff (1800-1850) and Maria White (1802-1871). It was penned less than a week following the firing on Fort Sumter in April 1861.

A biographical sketch of the author can be found on Find-A-Grave which reads: “Union Civil War Officer, Brevet Brigadier General. A native of Cincinnati, Ohio, he attended Woodward College and worked as a shoe merchant and an insurance agent.

Before the Civil War, he served with the Rover Guards, a detachment of local militia. In 1861, he was appointed to organize the 2nd Kentucky Infantry, comprised mostly of Ohio soldiers, at Camp Harrison in Hamilton County, Ohio. He led the regiment into western Virginia where he was captured by Confederate forces during a skirmish at Scary Creek on July 17, 1861, and held as a prisoner of war for thirteen months.

After he was paroled, he returned to Cincinnati and commanded Camp Dennison when the camp was threatened by Confederate General John Hunt Morgan’s raid into Ohio. He then served briefly on the staff of Major General Lew Wallace in Cincinnati. He was commissioned as a Colonel in 1863 and assigned to organize the 88th Ohio Volunteer Infantry, also known as the “Governor’s Guard,” at Camp Chase in Columbus, Ohio. He was the regiment’s commanding officer during guard duty at the camp’s prison. He received a brevet promotion from Colonel to Brigadier General on March 13, 1865. Bio by: K Guy”

T R A N S C R I P T I O N

Headquarters 1st Division Ohio Vol. Inf.
Cincinnati [Ohio]
April 18, 1861

My dear Colonel.

I have neglected writing you before as I have been very busy as you may suppose as we have been called upon to defend the glorious Stars & Stripes. I conceive it my duty to stand busy then in the hour of need. I am for defending our public property at all hazards. I think it is my duty to do so. I feel the responsibility that rests upon me. I deeply regret that we are compelled to take up arms against our brothers but they have made an attack upon us and design taking possession of our National Capitol and this must never be by traitors to their country.

Our city is in intense excitement such as I never witnesses before. We have a large force enrolled for immediate action service. We sent off three fine companies, 80 men each this morning, and sent a fourth off, same number tomorrow. I am awaiting orders [and] do not know what moment I may be ordered away. We will have in the service some three or four thousand more by Saturday night ready to march in an hour’s notice.

My family are all well. I have not your letter with me to refer to as I have snatched a few moments of rest from my arduous duties to write these few lines to you.

I left Pear Street and the mercantile business on 1st January and have been attending to my little farm until called into my country’s service. I shall be glad to hear from you, my dear Colonel, at any time in camp or wherever it may be my fortune to be. I hope in case I am called into action you will hear a good report of me. I shall be surrounded by a brave set of fellows and shall endeavor to merit their esteem.

My respect to your family. I know if Mrs. Neff knew I was writing you she would have a message for one whom we often talk about and we [ ] as a friend. Goodbye my dear sir, and believe me your sincere friend, — Geo. W. Neff

In haste.

1862: Benjamin Linton to Emily C. Wilson

The following letter was written by Benjamin Linton (1841-1903), the son Hezekiah Linton (1789-1858) and Elizabeth Hibbard Davis (1805-1886) of West Fallowfield, Chester county, Pennsylvania. Benjamin was working as a school teacher in Cochranville, Pennsylvania, where, at age 20, he enlisted in Co. B, 97th Pennsylvania Infantry. He reenlisted as a veteran at Fernandina, Florida on Mar. 15, 1864, to date Jan 1, 1864 and was wounded in the left hip during the action at Petersburg Mine (Battle of the Crater) on July 30, 1864. He was absent at muster out on account of wounds while in the U. S. Hospital at Hampton, Virginia, and was discharged at the hospital to date August 28, 1865.

He was working as a clerk in Philadelphia when he died of Brights disease in 1903. His widow was Rebecca (Roberts) Linton (1842-1933).

To read other letters by member of the 97th Pennsylvania Infantry, see: John L. Hosmer, F&S, 97th Pennsylvania (1 Letter)
Harvey Kauffman, Co. C, 97th Pennsylvania (1 Letter)
Isaac Smedley, Co. C, 97th Pennsylvania (1 Letter)

This image showing Union troops marching down Second Street in Fernandina, was published on March 4, 1862. 

T R A N S C R I P T I O N

Jacksonville, Florida
April 7th 1862

Friend Emily,

I received thy welcome and interesting letter some time ago and want of time and dislike for writing I will have to offer as an excuse. I have just finished eating supper of which we had a little extra this evening. It was not such as Uncle Sam provides for his labors, but it was bought by us Soger Boys who have not forgotten what is good. It consisted of fish the size of which thee can judge when I tell thee that two of them was sufficient for 85 men. We had with them buckwheat cakes which were baked by myself and I think I can do it just right. These with butter and molasses and plenty of good coffee formed the supper which to us really tasted good. But to change the subject I will give the same account of where we have been since I wrote before.

I believe we were then on Hilton Head Island. We left there the 21st of January and got on the Steamer Boston where we remained until the 3rd of February, and then owing to our being so crowded, three companies of us, B, C, &F, got onto the Belvedere where we remained until the 10th of February. We then landed on Warsaw Island off the Georgia [coast]. This we found to be the most desolate place we had been. There was not the least vestige of habitation upon it. In fact, none could endure it. We remained here nine days until the 19th. We then got on the Belvedere again where we remained until the 6th ultimo. We then landed in Fernandina on the Amelia Island, so we were on the water most of the time for six weeks and at the end of that time find ourselves within aboyut two hundred miles of the starting point, which journey might have been accomplished in one day. But I guess they want to make sailors as well as soldiers of us.

Amelia Island is separated from the mainland by the St. Mary’s River. Fermandina is a beautiful town. The houses are all frame but well finished and nearly new, as it is only about seven years [since] the construction of the town commenced and it has now (or had before we came) a population of about three thousand inhabitants. But most of them fled before we got there. By the time we got well enough acquainted with the place to begin to feel like home, we were ordered to move for it is not the soldier’s destiny to remain long in one place. So on the 24th ultimo, we again got on the Steamer. This time we were put aboard the Cosmopolitan. We ran out the St. Mary’s River into the great Atlantic. We then took a southern course to the mouth of the St. John’s River. Here we turned in and ran up to Jacksonville. Her we landed about 5 o’clock the same evening—the first time we had been on the mainland for about four months.

Jacksonville is situated on the left bank of the St. John’s River. It is a fine town—about three times as large as Fernandina. We have taken up quarters in the houses vacated by the Secesh. Our company is in a large brick house at the corner of Bay and Laura Streets. It was formerly used as a store under the firm of Bisbee & Canove, but they with many other citizens fled before we came. All who remained now profess to be Unionists. The man is still here who first raised the Secesh flag in this town. He now proclaims as loudly as any for the Stars & Stripes and the Constitution. As I have nothing more to write of our journeying and I can think of nothing more that will be interesting, I will have to conclude. Give my respects to all the folks and all inquiring friends.

Don’t forget to write soon for thee cannot imagine the desire of a soldier to receive letters from his friends and acquaintances from whom he is so far ermoved without the expectation of seeing them for some time. And we do not know that we shall be allowed the privilege of ever returning home to see those we have left behind. We can but hope and pray for the best. And if we are not permitted to meet again on earth, let us meet in heaven where we shall never part again. From your friend, — Benjamin Linton

Camp 97th Reg. P. V. Col. H[enry] R. Guss

P. S. Give my best respects to Abbie and tell her I wish her much happiness in the new position of life in which I understand she has taken upon herself. — Benjamin Linton

N. B. Mr. Nelson Boyer sends his best respects.

1869: John Warren Fletcher to Alonzo F. Hadley

I believe this letter was likely written by John Warren Fletcher (1819-1895), the son of Adolphus Fletcher (1796-1866) and Sarah Stow (d. 1836). He wrote the letter to his cousin, Alonzo Fletcher Hadley (1817-1897) of Ashford, Cattaraugus county, New York. Alozo’s parents were Jesse Hadley (1781-1840) and Abigail Fletcher (1781-1860).

The letter conveys news of the rapid development of Minnesota by the influx of emigrants from Sweden, Norway, and Germany—all “hardy and industrious.” He also speaks of the laying of railroad tracks not only in Minnesota, but of the venture to complete a line all the way to the Pacific Ocean. Finally he speaks of the corruption of politicians.

T R A N S C R I P T I O N

Addressed to Alonzo F. Hadley, East Ashford, New York

St. Peter, [Nicollet county,] Minnesota
July 17, 1869

Cousin Alonzo,

I have been thinking of writing for some time to acknowledge the receipt of the trunk if no more. It came all right and I received it about June 15th. Charge were $6—not so much as I expected. If you will let me know the expense of getting it to Buffalo, I will send you the money.

I suppose you are very busy now about haying. We are having a great deal of rainy weather here at last. It is a great deal for this country where it is nothing unusual to have two months of uninterrupted fine weather. We had a very severe thunder storm two or three weeks ago which done considerable damage around here and unroofed several buildings in town. I believe crops are looking well now except corn which is not very good but wheat promises well and they say there is a third more sown in Minneapolis than ever before.

People East have not much idea how fast this state is going ahead. Emigrants come in on every train in crowds—Swedes, Norwegians, and Germans—but hardy and industrious. The Iron Horse too is pulling out and I have not much doubt that in 5 or 6 years there will be a railroad from St. Paul to the Pacific. It looks like a wild scheme but I believe it will be done as sure as our government endures so long. Some Englist capitalists have taken hold of the matter and it is started. They will put the road through to the Red River this year 200 miles and more and as I understand without any Land Grant. This state will probably make 500 miles of road this year which will be a great benefit. But I think the Land Grants are a curse to the state and to any state making corporations immensely whether to oppress and rob the poor. If government would give them a few millions out of the public treasury, it would seem much wiser.

It seems sometimes as though the government was becoming so corrupt it would fall to pieces of itself. But when we look on the other side, we see how many and how gigantic efforts have been made to scuttle the old ship. Still she proudly outrides the storm and will for many a day, we believe, in spite of the many unprincipled and designing politicians.

But I must close. Is your health good this summer? Mine had been good most of the time. It is most train time and I must close. Yours truly, — J. W. Fletcher

1863: Uriah Jasper VanPelt to Frank VanPelt

The following letter was written by Uriah “Jasper” VanPelt (1846-1864), the son of Uriah VanPelt (1802-1846) and Elmira Daugherty (1809-1899) of Anderson, Madison county, Indiana. Jasper wrote the letter to his older brother, Francis (“Frank”) Marion VanPelt (1838-1930) who served as a sergeant, later a 2nd Lieutenant, in Co. G, 17th Indiana Infantry. In his letter, Jasper mentions two siblings, Mathilda (“Tillie”) VanPelt (b. 1842), and William (“Bill”) Parker VanPelt (1844-1931) who joined Co. H of the 142nd Indiana Infantry in October 1864 as a fife and drum musician.

Jasper later enlisted in the Co. F, 137th Indiana Infantry—a unit organized in May 1864 to serve 100 days guarding Sherman’s supply line through Tennessee & Alabama during his Atlanta Campaign. Jasper died of disease at Tullahoma, Tennessee, on 24 August 1864 and his body was taken home by his brother Frank to be buried in the family plot in Maplewood Cemetery.

Lt. Frank VanPelt, Co. G, 17th Indiana Infantry

I was requested to transcribe this letter by Bradford Douglas, a descendant of the VanPelt family, who wrote me the following: “I have a letter not year dated from my 2nd great grandfather’s brother [Jasper]. He would die from disease in Tullahoma, TN on Aug. 24, 1864. My 2nd great grandfather [Frank] was with Wilders Brigade 17th Ind Co. G as a 1st Lieutenant and had received leave to see his dying brother. He was with him when he died and was granted leave to take him back to Anderson, Indiana, where he is buried in the family plot. This letter was written to my great grandfather while he was in service during the civil war. Some I can read but in full is really hard. He signs it Jasper as their father’s name was Uriah as well.” — Bradford Douglas

T R A N S C R I P T I O N

[Anderson, Indiana]
August 18th [1863]

Dear Brother,

I for the first time in my life will attempt to write you a letter to let you know that I am well & Mother is a little sick. Bill is in the army. He is in the 109th. 1 He is well at this time. We have a good country [?] here at [ ]. The corn is good—the best in the State. Our corn will make 75 to the acre. Well, Frank, I would like for you to be at home this winter and fall to go to the College to school with me. I am lonely since Bill left.

Well, you spoke about going to school. I have not went any since I came here. Tillie went some this spring. I shall start the next term. Winter [term] will commence the 16th of next month. Well, when you come to this place. please call at 105, corner of Main and College Street and you will find me there.

The cattle of the county is good. Well, I have wrote all that will interest you. Give my love to all the Boys. So no more at present. Write soon.

I believe we are all soldiers. I belong to the Legion. We have a company here of 50 men—mounted infantry—and is to be sworn in next Saturday. No more at present. Your brother, — Jas U. J. VanPelt

P. S. I had a letter from S___. He is well just at this time. He says he is W_____ at the [ ].

1 The only service record I can find for William P. VanPelt is the 142nd Indiana Infantry which he did not join until October 1864. His obituary claims that he served as a musician “throughout the war” as a member of the 115th Indiana Infantry. This regiment served for only 6 months beginning with the threat of Morgan’s Raiders, from August 1863 to February 1864. Though I don’t find him on the roster, my hunch is that he was with this regiment when the letter was written and that the letter was therefore written in August 1863 when Jasper was 17.

1862: John Peak Cushing to Nathaniel G. Cushing

The following letter was written by John Peak Cushing (1836-1881). He enlisted in Co. A of the 8th Massachusetts Infantry (3 months) early in the war but later reenlisted as a corporal in Co. H, 19th Massachusetts and later, in December 1861, transferred to Co. I. He was wounded in action on 30 June 1862 during the Battle at Glendale, Henrico County, Virginia; mustered out with disability on 29 November 1862 at Washington, D. C.

John’s parents were Nathaniel Cushing (1809-1857) and Olive Wade (1804-1887) of Scituate, Plymouth county, Massachusetts. At the time of the 1860 US Census, John’s mother was considered “insane 30 years.” John was employed as a blacksmith at the time—a trade that he learned from his father—and he had two older sisters and an older brother named Nathaniel G. Cushing.

Cushing’s letterhead has a patriotic image that honors Warren as the first officer killed in the Revolution, and Ellsworth as the first officer killed in the present rebellion.

T R A N S C R I P T I O N

Camp near Yorktown
April 23, 1862

Dear Brother,

I have never answered your letter though I was very much pleased with it nor written home for a long time. The reason is I was sick when our regiment left Muddy Branch for Winchester. I went with them as far as our old camp near Balls Bluff & with 15 others stopped 4 weeks. I had to nurse, being the wellest. Three of the men died while I was there. When I got well, our regiment was at Fort Monroe, Virginia.

I took a steamer from Alexandria two weeks ago for Fort Monroe in charge of six men. Got there in two days. Saw our chaplain & he wanted me to stay one day and take his horse with me which was coming the next day in the boat. I did. He had no bridle and a saddle without stirrups [so] I made a bridle and got run away with. Got into camp at 11 o’clock at night—24 miles.

I had a nice time if I did get run away with. The trees were all in blossom, the air warm & nice. Hampton that was burned I passed through on my way. I saw a man from Massachusetts who had his house burned. He told me to tell the Massachusetts Boys to give them fits.

The ground is muddy like Maryland but black instead of red. Pine trees are plenty & we build roads with them. The soldiers & cavalry artillery are plenty musical, I tell you. We have to keep our eyes open. They turn us out nearly all the time. We are within one and a half miles of Yorktown.

I have sent home $20 by a new way. The allotment roll directed to you. The town treasurer will notify you when he gets it. Write soon & I will & more too. Goodbye now. — John P. Cushing

1862: Rinaldo Hood to his Sister

Rinaldo Hood, C. E, 2nd Vermont Infantry

The following letter was written by Rinaldo Hood (1840-1892) on behalf of himself and his younger brother Edgerton F. Hood (1842-1903) who served together in Co. E, 2nd Vermont Infantry. They were the sons of Jonathan Hood (1807-1887) and Persis Folsom (1811-1876) of Chelsea, Orange county, Vermont. A third son, Marcellus F. Hood had also served with them but he was discharged for disability in mid-September 1862.

Rinaldo enlisted as a private and was promoted to corporal before he was wounded on 12 May 1864 at Spotsylvania Court House and was mustered out on 18 October 1864. Edgerton was also wounded on the same date as Rinaldo but mustered out three weeks earlier than his brother.

To read a similar letter written by another soldier in the same company on the same day, see—Philo Emery, 15 December 1862.

[Note: The following letter is from the personal collection of Greg Herr and was made available for transcription and publication on Spared & Shared by express consent.]

T R A N S C R I P T I O N

Camp on the Rappahannock
[Monday] December 15, 1862

Dear Sister,

I received yours of November 13th and another of December 3rd some time ago but it has been almost impossible to write. We have been on the move almost every day since we left Hagerstown. We stopped three weeks at Aquia Creek but could not get any stamps at that time so could not write. The third we went on picket (our regiment) and our division moved here. We stayed 7 days and when we arrived our Brigade had been paid and the paymaster had gone back so we missed getting any pay for this time. My hopes are good yet for it will come some time if ever.

We crossed the river last Friday [12th], went to the front Saturday [13th], stayed there all day. Our company had five wounded—none dangerous. The same one that was wounded at Savage Station on M[arcellus]’s right was wounded on mine and the second one on my left, but it was not my time so I was spared. The regiment lost killed and wounded 100. We were relieved from supporting a battery this morning. We lay on the bank of the river. The front line is half a mile from here. The firing has been kept up most of the time since last Thursday morning until this morning. There has been but a few guns fired today. What the result is, we do not know yet but hope it will prove for the best.

The men haven’t as much confidence in Burnside as in McClellan. This battle will make a great difference in their opinion if he is successful. It has been very cold for a week past and the snow has been two and a half inches deep. The ground has froze nights and thawed day times. It is very muddy in the afternoon. It is warmer today. We expect to see Richmond in a few days if we don’t miss of it (as I think we shall). I know but a little of the war news for it is seldom we get any papers.

Ed’s and my health is very good. I have but a little caugh. Oh, that hair I forgot the last time I wrote, Much love to all. From E. and R. Hood

Ed’s in the inside.

1864: Samuel W. Hill to E. M. Hill

This letter was written by Samuel W. Hill (1840-1864), a native of Pennsylvania, who was residing in Waynesburg, Carroll county, Ohio, working as a “Laborer” at the time of the 1860 US Census. He was enumerated in the household of Henry Rider (1822-1869), a farmer with a wife and two children. Henry’s wife’s maiden name was Elizabeth Maple (b. 1820). It’s possible the Rider’s were relatives.

In August 1862, when Samuel was 22, he enlisted as a private Co. F, 126th Ohio Infantry. He was taken prisoner at the Bloody Angle (or Muleshoe) on 12 May 1864 near Spotsylvania Court House and was transported to the prison at Sumter, Georgia, where he languished and died of scorbutus. He was one of 57 prisoners who died at Andersonville on 22 September 1864. His remains are in Grave 9538 at the National Cemetery there.

[This letter is from the private collection of Greg Herr and was made available for transcription and publication on Spared & Shared by express consent.]

T R A N S C R I P T I O N

Addressed to Mrs. E. M. Hill. North Orwell, Bradford county, Pennsylvania; this envelope does not go with the letter but has US & CSA postage on it.

Camp Sumptor
May the 26th 1864

Dear Mother this afternoon I find myself in Georgia a prisonor of war and wel as usual though some tiard riding so far at one. I was taken the 12 of this month in the big fight that comenced on the 3d and was not over when I was taken I came out all rite this from your sone S. W. Hill to to EM Hill Bory no trouble about me.

Amos Chatman Plaisted of the 15th Massachusetts Infantry Remembers Gettysburg

A double exposure image of Amos C. Plaisted wearing both military and civilian clothes. It was most likely taken just after he was discharged from the service, demonstrating his return to life as a civilian.

The following memorandum of the Battle of Gettysburg was written by Amos Chatman Plaisted (1844-1902) of Co. B, 15th Massachusetts Infantry. Amos was born in Dec 1844 at Haverhill, Grafton County, New Hampshire, son of Elisha Plaisted (1805-1873) and Hannah B. Huntley (1821-1847). At the time of his enlistment in July 1861, Amos gave his occupation as “machinist.” On his way to war, Amos wrote his parents, “We had a first rate time all the way from Worcester. We came through Connecticut, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, Delaware and Maryland — so I have seen many of the largest cities in the union, and now I want to fight and have the war settled! then I shall be contented to settle down in the shop again. But don’t worry about me, for all I want is strength to do my duty, and if I fall — so be it!”

It is my opinion that this memorandum was written some years after the war and for the benefit of his son, Edgell R. Plaisted (b. 1870). My guess would be that it was written about 1890. It was found in a scrapbook kept by Amos and acquired recently by Paul Russinoff who made it available for transcription and publication on Spared & Shared by express consent.

In the mid-1880s, the 15th Massachusetts infantry placed their monument on the battlefield at Gettysburg just south of the copse of trees where its members were fighting at the time that “Picket’s Charge” was ultimately repulsed. It was later determined by the Gettysburg Battlefield Memorial Association that regimental monuments should be placed on the battlefield where the regiments first lined up in battle formation, not where they ended up, so the 15th Massachusetts monument was relocated to a point some 200 yards further south on the Federal line. This ruling did not sit well with some of the veterans of these regiments who helped turn back the Confederate assault near the copse of trees and wished to see their monuments remain at the center of the action. Memoirs such as this by Plaisted may have been written in part to make certain historians did not forget their contribution in winning the day.

A sketch of the Gettysburg Battlefield showing the placement of the 15th Massachusetts, drawn by Amos C. Plaisted of Co. B. This sketch was pasted into his scrapbook.

T R A N S C R I P T I O N

Gettysburg. After the fight we were four men for duty out of 22. Eleven were taken prisoner July 2nd when we fell back from the Brick [Codori] House through Battery A. My face was burned by powder and some of the regiment was killed by our own guns. They fired on many when we were all mixed up together.

John Marsh, Co. B, 15th Mass. Infantry

July 3rd, four were killed, three wounded and [George] Cunningham and I were with Peckham and [Flavel] Leach only were unhurt. We found the body of [John] Marsh near copse of trees with a McClellan medal fastened on his coat that had worn ever since Little Mac left us. We sent it to his father at Bedford, Mass. I marked a board so we left his grave marked and is now known.

As Longstreet’s Division charged upon copse of trees, our line fell back and my Brigade was sent up double quick to close the gap and check further advance. We got into the gap in a huddled mass and as we stood there firing upon the enemy who were now secure behind the wall and cutting us down fast with their flag planted on the wall, Jim Tenny [of Co. B] said to Cunningham, let us charge on them; they cut us all down if we stand here. Then Cunningham called out, “For God’s sake, let us charge on boys!” and we acted on the suggestion at once and as we neared the wall, the rebs broke and run. I was by the side of [Sgt. William Henry] Savage of Co. A when he fell and saw no one else near but in the excitement and smoke it is probable that many were all around near us—at least it is not probable Savage and I were alone or ahead in the charge which was done by at least a very few hundred men.

Col. Norman J. Hall commanded the 3rd Brigade, 2nd Division 1st Corps

Our Brigade was not over 1,000 and the 15th [Massachusetts] flag was the first to advance though Gen. [Norman J.] Hall called out as we started for the wall, “Forward, that there color!” I thought it was one of his regiments and history gives to credit [writing illegible] which is false …of my company and in fact [ ] that I was at the wall myself and that [ ] was with my regiment and brigade and that the 15th [Mass.] flag was first to advance is clear proof that we done that job through a flank fire on the enemy’s right. The continuous [weakening?] all round had much to do towards making our advance to have effect. Yet what must have been had we not charged is uncertain. Surely at that moment it looked very much as though the enemy would hold this ground gained and perhaps win the day.

Certain it is had Hall ‘s men first advanced, I could not possibly [have] got near the wall and the colors and men would not have been near the place where our dead were found after the battle. The fact that your father was at that wall at that time is ever be your pride. It is more valuable than any honor that could be bestowed through at the time I regarded it a mere circumstance in which I happened to be mixed up in.

Additional notes by Amos C. Plaisted:

18 men of Co. B were 18 years of age
19 men of Co. B were 19 years of age.
Oldest man 47; youngest boy 17.
One quarter (26) of Co. B were brothers.
At Gettysburg, July 3rd, everything third man was killed.
Of four unhurt (at Gettysburg), I was hit in thigh and bespattered with brains of [George Fergo] Fletcher of Co. H 1 and Cunningham had a mirror smashed by a bullet; thus but two were not hit.

1 See also: “Civil War history lost…and found,” John Banks’ Civil War Blog.

More photographs from Plaisted’s Scrapbook. These include (left to right) a post-war image of him; a photograph of the cannons with his caption, “my retreat July 2nd at Gettysburg was between these guns, powder burned my face;” and several images of his comrades including Flavel Leach (lower left), “one of the four men left for duty after Gettysburg.”

1854: John Amsbaugh to John Bolar

The following letter was written by John R. Amsbaugh (1807-1879), the son of Henry John Amsbaugh (1785-1861) and Elizabeth Hansby (1780-1830) of Pennsylvania. John was married twice, first to Nancy Slick (1816-Bef. 1850) and second to Jane A. Hamilton (1821-18xx). In the 1850 US Census, John was residing in Johnstown, Cambria county, Pennsylvania. He had no occupation at the time. We know that he lived in a two-story frame house with an attached stable on Locust Street in Johnstown because he was required to see the house and lot at auction for unpaid debts in July 1854. Only a year earlier he had purchased the Bennett Hotel in Johnstown and tried to make a go of it, advertising that his bar would serve “a choice selection of wines and liquors of all kinds.”

In the 1860 US Census, 52 year-old John Amsbaugh was enumerated in Hampton (upriver from Moline), Rock Island county, Illinois, earning his living as a hotel keeper. By 1870, he was boarding with relatives in Keokuk, Iowa. He died in Shelbyville, Tennessee in 1879.

We learn from John’s letter that he had arrived in Moline, Illinois, in mid-November 1854 seeking to open up a hotel in that city. A newspaper article appearing in a Moline paper claimed that he became the proprietor of the Buffalo House. Traveling with him to Illinois was his brother-in-law, Andrew Allison Hamilton (1823-aft1915). In 1850, Dr. Hamilton was residing in Indiana, Pennsylvania (where his parents were from) and studying medicine. Ten years later, in 1860, he was residing in Hampton, Rock Island county, Illinois, working as a day laborer rather than as a doctor. In 1870, he was farming in Henry county, Illinois.

Few details are revealed about the journey to Illinois but we learn that the party traveled by train from Pittsburgh to Chicago and from there to Moline on the Chicago & Rock Island railroad which passed through Moline. That stretch of the railroad was completed in February 1854.

John wrote the letter to his brother-in-law John Bolar or Bouler (1798-1888) of Armagh, Indiana county, Pennsylvania. John was married to Elizabeth Amsbaugh (1809-1855).

T R A N S C R I P T I O N

Moline, Rock Island County, Illinois
November 22, 1854

Mr. John Bouler [also spelled Bolar],

Dear brother, I hasten to fill my promise of writing to you. I can say we arrived here safe and sound on last Friday morning at 8 o’clock, all well and in fine spirits. I got a cook stove the same day, put it up, cooked our dinner on Saturday, and eat it off a store box. We missed making the connection in Chicago [and] lost 12 hours by it. Our baggage and trunks all came right but Dr. A[ndrew] Hamilton’s. It was mislaid or lost between Pittsburgh & Chicago. He has not got it yet but thinks it will come. We will wait this week yet for it. If it don’t come, they will get Illinois law for it. I got them agents in Chicago to give their check for it so we have them and intend to hold them.

The house we got is a good one and in a beautiful location. Business is brisk and if our boxes of flitter was here that we could set up right, we can get as many boarders as we want at $3 per week. There is several waiting on us before we come. Marketing is high but not so high as with you. I bought a wagon load of excellent wheat yesterday. Got it delivered in the mill in this place at 100—that is the highest it will fetch. Corn is 35, oats 25. I bought 4 hogs, 200 lbs. each, at 4 cents [per lb.], vegetables and butter is high. Turnips is 35, potatoes from 60 cents to $1 according to quality. Furniture is about the same [as] it is in Armagh [Indiana county, Pa.]. I bought 5 pair bedsteads $4.25 apiece, well made of maple wood. Also a dining table at $950 of walnut. Queensware is a little higher than with you. Also hardware but excellent articles.

I was just trying my rifle gun I bought in Pittsburgh for $10. It is a splendid gun. I would not give it for one Brother Henry got made a few days before I started [which] he gave $15 for.

The health of the prairie is good at present with the exception of some few cases of Ague. We all appear to be well satisfied here as yet and think if we have not bettered our situation, are sure we hant worsted it. I cannot give you the ful amount yet. Will just say give our love to all the friends and acquaintances. Let them hear from us as I can’t write to each separately. Don’t neglect writing. We will be pleased to get letters from all.

Believe me respectfully yours, — John Amsbaugh

1864: Francis Channing Barlow to Frederick Tracy Dent

The following letter was written by Francis (“Frank”) Channing Barlow (1834-1896) while on convalescent leave from his command of the 1st Division, 2nd Corps, of the Army of the Potomac. He wrote the letter to Frederick Tracy Dent—Gen. Grant’s brother-in-law—who served as an aide-de-camp to Grant during the Overland Campaign and Siege of Petersburg in 1864.

Much has been written about Frank Barlow but one historian who has studied him extensively is Sarah Kay Bierle. The following excerpt comes from her article about Barlow she published on Emerging Civil War:

“Union General Francis C. Barlow is not generally hoisted on a symbolic white horse in Civil War memory. He has a reputation in the secondary source books for harsh discipline and a prickly temperament. He seems to be more remembered for his flaws at Gettysburg than his success at Antietam or hard fighting in the Overland Campaign. Barlow is associated with his bad days and outbursts rather than his moments of better humanity. Perhaps rightfully, perhaps not. I confess that is one of the things I like about studying Barlow, and I have been for about several years. He is far from a “marble man.” There’s a gritty rawness about his character and actions that doesn’t refine well in memory. There are moments to hate him and moments to admire him with all the complexity of real human life between. Barlow had a prickly relationship with his subordinates and superiors. There are moments recorded where he apparently was rather caring, but most of the time it seems that people wanted to give him a lot of space. Perhaps a regimental writer from the 148th Pennsylvania Infantry summarized it well, saying: “He had made a record for bravery and fearlessness…and was accounted a good General; but I always tried to keep out of his way as much as possible.” [See: General Barlow’s White Horse]

Frank was married to Arabella Wharton Griffin (1824-1864), who was ten years his senior. They married shortly after the firing on Fort Sumter at St. Paul’s Chapel in New York City. After months apart, Arabella volunteered as a nurse, arriving at Antietam just in time to see her wounded husband. When Frank was wounded again at Gettysburg, Arabella tended to him once more. In 1864, she accompanied him to the front, but while working in a field hospital in Tidewater Virginia, she contracted typhus and became critically ill. She died on July 28, 1864, after being transported to a vessel at City Point. Her death caused Frank immense grief, leading to concerns among his associates about his mental state. He received a 15-day furlough to attend her funeral but delayed his return due to exhaustion. This letter, written during that time, shows his anxiety to learn about his 2nd Corps Division’s movements. [See The Wives of Francis Channing Barlow]

In the photograph appearing in the header of this post, Frank’s wife, Arabella, is the tall woman standing at left.

T R A N S C R I P T I O N

[Note: This letter is from the personal collection of Jim Doncaster and was transcribed and published on Spared & Shared by express consent.]

August 19, 1864

My dear Colonel.

Can you give me the news?

Does the 5th Corps hold the railroad & did it suffer much yesterday? Has there been any fighting at Deep Bottom yesterday or today. And was my Division engaged & with what result?

Was my Division send down from there last night & what one? Is the rest of the Corps to follow?

You will very much oblige me if you will inform me on these points & give me any other news you have. Very truly, — Francis C. Barlow

[to] Lt. Col. Dent, U. S. A.