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1862: Beneville Schock to Sarah (Schock) Fisher & Jacob Fisher

I could not find an image of Beneville but here is one of Pvt. James A. Morrison of Co. D, 34th Pennsylvania Infantry

The following letter was written by Beneville Schock (1824-1863), the son of John Shock (1784-1866) and Elizabeth Mary Faust (1789-1884) of Petersburg, Huntingdon county, Pennsylvania. He probably wrote the letter to his older sister Sarah (Schock) Fisher (1823-1882) and her husband Jacob Fisher (1818-1882) who lived in the same vicinity as his parents. Though Beneville spelled his last name “Shock” in this letter, the spelling on the family headstones is “Schock” so I have spelled it that way here.

Beneville was recruited into Co. I, 5th Pennsylvania Reserve Corps (34th Pennsylvania Volunteers) on 24 August 1862, only a few weeks prior to writing this letter. He joined the seasoned veterans of his regiment after the Second Battle of Bull Run so the battle scenes he describes in this letter at South Mountain and Antietam are the first he ever witnessed, prompting him to conclude, “War is a dreadful and horrible thing. May it soon be over.”

Beneville died on 4 February 1863 at Windmill Point, Virginia—the location of a large Union field hospital. His cause of death is not known but it was probably due to disease.

To read letters from other members of the 34th Pennsylvania Infantry that I have transcribed and published on Spared & Shared previously, see:

George Mickle Brown, Co. A, 34th Pennsylvania (1 Letter)
Albert Rake, Co. B, 34th Pennsylvania (1 Letter)
Alfred M. Smith, Co. C, 34th Pennsylvania (1 Letter)

[Note: This previously unpublished letter was graciously made available for transcription and publication on Spared & Shared expressly by the Sic Parvis Magna, Gratias Lesu Collection.]

Transcription

Camp near Sharpsburg, Maryland
September 30th 1862

Dear brother-in-law and sister,

I take the present opportunity to inform you that I am well at this time and hope that these few lines may find you in the same state of health. 

I arrived at Washington City on the 6th of September and marched across the Long Bridge into Virginia 9 miles and back the same night. The next day early we started from Washington to Frederick and marched all that week. On the 14th we arrived at South Mountain or Hagerstown Heights about the middle of the afternoon when our Brigade was marched to the right with the Old Bucktails Regiment in advance when very soon the muskets began to crack in our advance. The rebels had taken a position on a high ridge or mountain very steep and rocky but our army drove them from it with great loss. We fought till it was so dark that we could not see anymore. They left that night and we followed them till the 16th in the evening when they made another stand near Sharpsburg. 1

When our Brigade was marched in advance, the Bucktails again took the lead. The rebels had a battery in our advance. They gave us a pretty good shelling that evening till it was dark when our regiment was put on picket duty and as it was quite dark, we marched within a few steps of the rebels when they fired into our regiment, but as it was quite dark, they did not much injury. Our regiment returned the fire when they ceased for a little while. When they fired again, our regiment returned the fire again when they ceased till break of day when they commenced again.

Our Brigade was drawn in line of battle and advanced toward them. We had a pretty sharp time for about an hour when fresh troops were brought up and we were withdrawn from the field and did no more fighting that day. We only lost a few men in our regiment. The battle continued all day without intermission. 2 The rebels fought bravely but could not stand the Yankees. In the night and the next day they got away as fast as they could and got over into Virginia again. 

“War is a dreadful and horrible thing. May it soon be over.”

On the 19th we marched over the battleground. It was a horrible sight. The dead were not yet buried. The fields and woods were laying full of them, their faces all swollen and black. War is a dreadful and horrible thing. May it soon be over. We have been encamped near Sharpsburg for the last ten or twelve days. We don’t know when we will leave this but I don’t think it will be long before we leave this. We live pretty well here, has plenty of good water which we don’t have all the time. I have got to like soldiering pretty well.

Now I want you to write me a long letter and let me know what is going on in Shavers Creek Valley and the Warrior’s RIdge. I have not heard anything from home since I left them. I have wrote three letters home but got no answer. No more for the present.

Yours truly, — Benaville Shock

Co. I, 5th Regiment P. R. C.
Washington D. C.
in care of Col. [Joseph W.] Fisher

1 “The Bucktail regiment commanded by Colonel McNeil, was deployed as skirmishers in front of the division, and was closely followed by the whole line of battle; the enemy’s outposts were rapidly driven in, forced from the hills, and routed from the ravines, until suddenly the regiments of the First Brigade arrived at a cornfield, ‘full of rebels,’ protected by a stone wall at the foot of the abrupt mountain side; the Bucktails received a terrific volley of musketry, which brought them to a halt; General Seymour, who was on the ground with his men, seeing that this was the critical moment, called out to Colonel Roberts, commanding the First Regiment, to charge up the mountain, and at the same instant, turning to Colonel Fisher, of the Fifth Regiment, whose men were coming up in well dressed lines, he exclaimed: ‘Colonel, put your regiment into that cornfield and hurt somebody.’ ‘I will, General, and I’ll catch one alive for you’ was the cool reply of Colonel Fisher. The Second regiment, commanded by Captain Byrnes, and the Sixth, Colonel Sinclair, were ordered forward at the same time. The men of the Fifth leaped the stone wall, immediately captured eleven prisoners, and sent them back to the General.” The regiment steadily ascended the rugged side of the mountain under a heavy fire of artillery and musketry, and after a severe struggle, lasting five hours, carried the heights with the triumphant division and planted its standard upon the summit. It entered the engagement with three hundred and fifty-seven men. Its loss was one killed and nineteen wounded. [PA-Roots]

2 “On the 16th, [the regiment] crossed Antietam Creek, and moving to the right, engaged the enemy at four P. M., and was engaged at intervals during the night. The battle was renewed at daylight on the following morning, and raged with unabated fury on that part of the line where the Reserves were posted during the early part of the day, the Fifth not being relieved until one P. M.” [same source as previous footnote]

1861: George Mickle Brown to his Parents

This picture is presumably George M. Brown and his father; there was no caption with it but it was found on his Find-A-Grave.

The following letter was written by George Mickle Brown (1843-1927), the son of Clayton Brown (1813-1887) and Sarah Jane Hildreth (1819-1878). In mid-July 1861, George enlisted in Co. A, 34th Pennsylvania Infantry, also known as the 5th Pennsylvania Reserves. Company A, or The Jersey Shore Rifles, were recruited from Lycoming county, Pennsylvania and commanded by Capt. H. C. Ulman. He was wounded at Mechanicsville on 26 June 1862 in the Seven Days Battles before Richmond and was later transferred to the Veteran Reserve Corps in November 1863.

The letter was datelined from the Georgetown Hospital on 11 August 1861 shortly after the regiment’s arrival in the District of Columbia.

Transcription

Georgetown Hospital  District of Columbia
August 11, 1861

Dear Parents,

Having got our tents pitched and nothing else to do, I take the pleasure of writing you a few lines to let you know that I am well and would like to hear of your enjoying the same blessing. We are all well that left Cedar Run together and like soldiering better than I expected first. I saw a good many at Harrisburg that I was acquainted with in the Wellsboro company. They are one day ahead of us and we heard they were somewhere in this vicinity. The artillery left Camp Curtin last Thursday. They had some 30 odd cannons and all had horses.

The troops are concentrating here very fast. We are about 5 miles from Washington. We started for here Friday about noon and got to Baltimore about 3 o’clock yesterday morning and staid there until daylight and then started for Washington and got there about 11 o’clock yesterday. While there, Daniel Foster and myself got a chance to go and see our National Capitol. We went through a large portion of the capitol and was up on top where we could see the whole city and miles around. We could see Georgetown, Alexandria, Arlington Heights, and no doubt where a 100 thousand troops were encamped in circle of miles around  the city. It was the most magnificent scenes I ever saw. And the capitol and grounds around are the best laid out and the best ornamented of anything I ever saw. The capitol building and sights to be seen therein—the statues of Washington and others—would make any patriotic young man volunteer in our country’s  service.

We marched out here last night. It is about 5 miles from Washington and on the road to Manassas Junction. How long we will stay here is not known but it’s rumored that the rebels have a large force within 20 miles of here and an attack is soon expected.

The country here is very uneven. The hills are not high but there is the least level land of any country I was ever in. Back from the city, it is not settled and cleared up near as much as it is around the cities in upper Pennsylvania and the crops are not near as good through Maryland as they are up in our country. From the looks of this place I should judge  the people were not very enterprising. The timber is pretty  much oak woods and other hard timber. I have seen no hemlocks but plenty of cedar.

Col. Seneca G. Simmons, 5th Pennsylvania Reserves“A first rate officer.”

We have got a pretty good company and good officers. Our colonel [Seneca G. Simmons] is a very nice, plain, and a first rate officer. Yesterday when we came to Washington they wanted him to march us right out here after riding all night. “No sir,” says he. “My men shall rest and get something to eat before they stir from here,” and so they did. He served the Mexican War and is called one of the best military men in the field and every man in the regiment likes him. We have a plenty to eat, drink, and wear. The water is better here than we expected and we hope the time will soon come around when this inhuman rebellion shall cease and we can return to our loved homes in triumph.

Charley Dodge 1 sends his best respects to all who may inquire & may God bless my dear parents, brothers, and sisters who are remembered by your obedient son & brother, — G. M. Brown

Direct your letter to Washington, D. C., Care of Captain H. C. Ulman, Co. A, 5 Regiment P. V. R. C.

P. S. I would have answered your letter sooner but we were under marching orders & I thought I would wait until we got to camp again. My love to all.

1 Charles B. Dodge survived the war but lost a leg. Discharged 17 March 1863.