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1861-63: Charles E. Koonts to Clara Koonts

I could not find an image of Koonts but here is a watercolor of Charles W. Sprankle of Co. F, 19th OVI.

Lost his life in the Battle of Chickamauga reads the epitaph on the headstone of Charles E. Koonts (1844-1863) of Co. E, 19th Ohio Volunteer Infantry (OVI). Charles was the son of baker/confectioner Joseph F. Koonts (1819-1891) and his wife, Elizabeth Ann Munch (1822-1904), of Putnam, Muskingum County, Ohio.

Though he claimed to be 18 at the time of his enlistment in October 1861, I believe Charles was only 17. He was promoted from a private to corporal in January 1863 and was killed in action at the Battle of Chickamauga on 19 September 1863.

Charles addressed all of his letters to his younger sister, Clara Koonts. His letters epitomize most of the correspondence written by the untested, raw troops who found themselves in the Battle of Shiloh in April 1862. To their loved ones back home, they no longer wrote about hoping to see a battle; they wrote about hoping to survive the next one. It was a grim jolt of reality that hardened the young men almost overnight.

Over the years I have transcribed a number of letters by members of the 19th OVI but Koonts’ are the first from Co. E. The others include:

Moses L. Hower, Co. A, 19th Ohio (1 Letter)
Henry Raubenstine, Co. A, 19th Ohio (1 Letter)
Augustus Dilley, Co. B, 19th Ohio (1 Letter)
Jesse Smith, Co. B, 19th Ohio (1 Letter)
Lyman Tylee, Co. B, 19th Ohio (3 Letters)
Marcellus Ovando Messer, Co. C, 19th Ohio (2 Letters)
Ovando M. Messer, Co. C, 19th Ohio (1 Letter)
Jacob Ruch, Co. F, 19th Ohio (1 Letter)
Charles Frederick Frink, Co. G, 19th Ohio (1 Letter)
Henry Clay Elson, Co. H, 19th Ohio (1 Letter)
Daniel C. Lower, Co. I, 19th Ohio (1 Letter)

Letter 1

Alliance, [Ohio]
October 11, 1861

Dear Sister,

I received your letter of the 7th yesterday and as I was on guard, I had not time to answer it. There is a fair here. There goes the gar. 1 “Hurrah for the gar. P. S. the sarl can’t go at all.

I have nothing of any importance to say as I am here in camp and nothing going on. But I expect that we shall leave here pretty soon as the regiment is about full. Before I forget, I would say that you must write me. And give it in care of Jennings Northup as we expect to leave pretty soon. If he should leave before you receive this, don’t write until you receive my next letter.

It is about dinner time. I must bring my letter to a close. I am well and hope you are the same. Please send me a little money to get some washing done. you have no idea how much better I would feel if I had a little money to get some milk now and then. Please excuse bad writing and all other mistakes.

Goodbye. Yours truly, — C. E. Koonts

Later. The Boys say that the provisions are all taken away except three days so I think we will soon leave. At least I hope so.

1 We have come to recognize G. A. R. as the Grand Army of the Republic—an organization of war veterans created in 1866. It is reported however that “gar” referred to the grand army of the republic at an even earlier date.


Letter 2

Alliance [Ohio]
October 13, 1861

Dear Sister,

I take my pencil in hand to let you know that we shall stay a little longer than I thought we would yesterday. Some say we will go and some say we won’t. So I shant believe it until we get off. I have nothing to say but I want you to get Pa to send me a little money to pay the postage on my letters. And I need about 15 cents to get my hair cut. I owe four letters—two that I have sent as the tamps you sent are the old ones and they won’t go up here. Goodbye. Yours truly, — C. E. Koonts


Letter 3

Alliance Camp Ford [Ohio]
24 October 1861

Dear Sister,

I received your letter of the 22nd and as I have nothing to do this evening, I hastened to answer it. I am well and hope you are the same. The news is now that we will leave Monday or Tuesday for Louisville, Kentucky, but we have been leaving ever since we have been here. But I hope we will leave soon.

I have nothing to say but to let you know that I have everything I need now. I have a double blanket and have ordered a gum blanket and have a nice oil cloth. The gum blanket that we have ordered are to be paid for when we draw our first pay. The captain says that when he was in Mexico, he had one of these gums and when the rest were all wet, he was dry. And he says the oil cloth will do very well until it gets cold and then it will break. But the gum will make a nice dry bed when we have to lay out.

There is that old drum a beating and I have but a few minutes to write so I must bring my letter to a close.

P. S. Here is it Sunday and I have not finished my letter yet. The talk is now that we will stay a month yet. But there is no telling when we shall have to leave. But if we have to stay here long, I think we shall have to come home or at least go down to Camp Dennison for it is so cold up here that we will freeze.

Before I forget it, I wish you to print my name on some muslin and send up to put on my clothes. Oh, there is no use a talking. I can’t write any more for it is too cold this morning.

Give my respects and compliments to all the Boys and Girls and that’s all. So I will dry up. A fine day this morn. So goodbye. Yours respectfully, — C. E. Koonts


Letter 4

Camp Ford [Alliance, Ohio]
Wednesday, November 6, 1861

Dear Sister,

I take my pencil in hand to let you know that I am well and hope you are the same. The rumor is now that we are going away tomorrow morning for Camp Dennison. I must bring my letter to a close as it is time for the mail to leave.

I received the portfolio that you sent me by M. F. and I am very much pleased with it for it is a thing that everybody ought to have a soldiering to carry paper in.

P. S. I must bring my letter to a close. If you could only see the boys a wading in the mud, you would think that we were sick of it. You need not write until I write you again. Goodbye. Yours respectfully, — Charles Koonts


Letter 5

Camp Tod
November 22, 1861

Dear Sister,

I am now in Kentucky six miles west of Louisville and as it is raining, I thought I would improve my time in writing to you. I received the money you sent me to Camp Dennison the evening before we got orders to leave. Last Frday evening we all went to bed and about eleven o’clock we got orders to pack up for to leave in the morning at daylight. So we got up and packed everything up and about two o’clock the Boys were all asleep. I sit up by the fire worried about how I could get out to have my picture taken but as good luck would have it, I got on one of the wagons and went down to the railroad depot and had my picture taken and just had time to get on the car. And now I am bad off as ever as I have the picture and hate to send it by mail for fear it will be lost. I might of had it taken by Mr. Benjamin if I could of seen him on the boat at Cincinnati but somehow it happened that I didn’t get to see him. But I am going to try and send it as a soldier’s package as I think it the best way.

You wanted to know how we live and a little about camp life. We have our tents all put up in regular order and the tents are about ten feet long and eight feet wife for eleven men to keep all their gum knapsacks, blankets, overcoats, &c.,so you can judge how much room we have. But in our tent, we have more room than the rest of them as there is three wagoners in our tent and they sleep in their wagon.

Patriotic image on Koonts’ envelope

We have been getting crackers for the last few days and they are good for the kind, I think, and us Boys growl at an awful rate. But we have nice light bread today and the Boys say that the Quartermaster has made arrangements with a baker in Louisville to make bread for the regiment and send it to us until we get to Nashville. But the meat is the worst we have [had] for it is salty that we can hardly eat it. And the coffee is something like that Gen. McClellan seen in Virginia—a little like slop. It is made in a big iron kettle and they ain’t very clean and in the first place, the coffee isn’t of any account. The beans are scorched one half the time and everything else in about the same way.

We have to get up at daylight to roll call and clean out the tents and wash and comb and by that time breakfast is ready. After that we put on our rigging and go to drilling an hour and a half and then sit around until dinner is ready. But standing guard such a day as this is the worst thing we have to do. Stand two hours and not stop is the rule, but some of the Boys do as they please—just so they ain’t seen is all they care for. There is a regiment of Minnesota Boys i camp just next to our lines and a battery of artillery, and one just came in this morning.

P. S. I must quit writing. I am well and hope you are all the same. I will send my likeness and if you [get] the letter, look for the picture. But I will send them both together and I hope that you may get them both. If you write, direct your letter to me in the same way that you have:

C. E. Koonts
Company E, 19th [Ohio] Regt.
Near Louisville
Care of Capt. [Urwin] Bean, Col. [Samuel] Beatty commanding.


Letter 6

Camp Jenkins near Louisville
November 28, 1861

Dear Sister,

I take my pencil in hand to let you know that I am well and hope you are the same. The weather is very cold and rainy for the last two or three days past and it is trying to snow or rain now. I wonder if there is going to be any battalion drill. Before I forget it, I must tell you that all the Putnam–Zanesville Boys are here now. I seen cousin Louis. He looks as big and hearty as ever. There is two or three regiments coming in every day. The 51st and 19th came together, and since that the 2nd, 21st, 33rd, 59th, 41st, 3rd, 24th, 6th, and 15th Regulars, all from Ohio, and the 3rd Minnesota with three or four batteries of artillery have come in and encamped in sight of us.

I gave my likeness to the mail boy to put in the office yesterday and if you get this letter first, you must look out for it. I suppose you are and have looked for it if you got my last letter for I told you I would send it and neglected it for two or three days. And if you got the last letter, I expect you have been worried about it. But it is on the road now and I hope it will get to you as it is impossible to get one now unless there should be a car come in camp.

P. S. I just this minute thought of my gun. I want you to keep it and tell Pa to not let it go out of the house as I want to keep it as long as I live to remember grandpa. I must close my letter. Excuse bad writing and mistakes. Yours truly, — Charles E. Koonts


Letter 7

[Camp Boyle]
Columbia [Adair county, Kentucky]
December 29, 1861

Dear Sister,

I received your letter and was glad to hear from you. I heard some of the Boys say that it was rumored in Zanesville that the 19th Ohio was in a fight and cut to pieces. But we have been in camp and haven’t seen a secessionist yet and the Boys are all a growing [ornery] because they can’t get into a fight. But I hope that we will get among them the next move we make as there has been a little skirmishing about 18 miles from us. We had four farmers take prisoners and five horses and rifles. They kept them three or four days and let them go again. They were taken up on suspicion of killing one of our pickets.

On our last march, we crossed Green river and to my surprise, I seen that the water was as green as some of the ponds in the summer time in our country and several of the branches are green. One of the branches is Russell’s Creek where we go Saturday afternoons to do our washing. It is of a greenish cast but when you get close to the bank, is as clear as a crystal. You can see the bottom and the fish swimming around.

Before I forget it, I will say that this Christmas went off as dry as last Christmas did when I was on the boat tied up in the woods and had no gun caps to go a hunting. And now New Years is at hand and we are in camp and can’t get out and no way to get anything to have a big dinner. But we shall have to do like we did Christmas. We had for dinner coffee, beef stake, hominy, and hard tack—sea bread, as the boys call it. And New Years we will have hominy, beef stake, and coffee.

I must bring my letter to a close as it is about dinner time. You wanted to know the boys in my tent. There is no Putnam Boys to commence with. There is four from New Lisbon and six from Zanesville—all first rate boys. At least I think we have the best tent on the ground. The boys are all well although they grumble about the eatables. I must get ready for my dinner. I am well and hope you are the same. Please excuse bad writing and mistakes. Goodbye. Yours truly, — Charles E.

To Miss Clara Koonts, Putnam, Ohio


Letter 8

Camp Cumberland
January 12, 1862

Dear Sister,

I received your letter of the 5th and was glad to hear from you. We left camp Boyle Tuesday the 7th and had a long and weary march through the mud and over the hills. We marched 5 miles Tuesday afternoon and Wednesday we marched all day and at night we had no provisions or tents with us. And the worst of it was it rained for about four or five hours and we all got wet before the tents came to us. We got in camp Thursday evening and had nothing to eat as the roads was so bad that the teams couldn’t keep up with us. I was on guard that night and after the countersign came out, I went out to get some chickens or anything I could find. There was five of us together and we went to a farm house and got seven chickens for our dinner the next day.

Patriotic image on Koonts’ envelope

P. S. I must leave my writing and get ready for reveille. We are encamped on the bank of the Cumberland river about 4 miles from Burkesville. Before I forget it, I must say that the three months men say the roads we came over beats all they ever saw. The last day we marched was along a creek and some of the boys crossed it 19 times and when we wasn’t in the creek, we was in cornfields wading in mud shoe top deep. I won’t say anymore on the subject as it is impossible for me to give you the least idea how it looked or how we felt.

We had inspection and review today which I think is a good sign of pay day. It if ain’t, I think it is about time anyhow as we [are] to be paid every two months. You said when you got my last letter, it was the first for five weeks but it didn’t surprise me any as I hadn’t written any.

P. S. I don’t know whether you can read it or not but I will proceed anyhow. Before I forget it, I will say that I have paper and if I get out, I can get it at the sutlers as cheap as you can send it but the stamps can’t be had. I want you to put a stamp in your letters when I use those you sent me. I must bring my letter to a close and get ready for bed as it is about time for roll call. It just came in my mind—tell Pa that the fruitcake was very nice, I suppose, but that is all the good it done me. I would like to have had the cake if I could of got it but as it is, I am sorry you sent it.

The drum has beat and I must bring my letter to a close. I am well and hope you are the same. The name of the camp is Cumberland in Cumberland county near Burkesville, Kentucky.

Goodbye, — Charles E.

Camp Cumberland, January 13th

The weather is very changeable here. The first day it was very warm but yesterday and today it has been very cold. Last evening it snowed and today the weather has moderated and it is so muddy. There is no drill & it is raining. It is rumored here that we have to go back to Columbia and some think we will and some say we won’t. But the Boys would as leave stay here and live on corn meal as to march back. Goodbye. — C. E. Koonts


Letter 9

Camp Green
January 29, 1862

Dear Sister,

I received your letter of the 22nd and was glad to hear from you. We are encamped on a large hill on the Cumberland River about thirty miles above Burkesville where we were when I wrote last. We are blockading the river and it is thought that we will have to stay here for some time. There is a bettery of artillery and a Kentucky regiment and our regiment here now but it is though that there will be several more here before long.

Patriotic letterhead on Koonts’ stationery

The battle you spoke of the 19th wasn’t in at all. We were on the march and couldn’t get there. But the talk is that there was a big fight about ten miles above where we are now encamped. I haven’t had a true report of it yet so I won’t say anything about it as you will get a full account of it in the paper before you receive my [letter]. So you need not trouble yourself about me as we haven’t seen a secessionist yet.

The weather is very warm and a shower every other day don’t surprise us at all. The Boys are all well and growling because the secessionists all leave about the time the 19th [Ohio] comes around. I just came off guard and have some washing to do [so] I will have to make my letter short. You said that you put a few lines in Ben Drake’s letter. I haven’t received it yet. I told Ben that we might save stamps by putting our letters together and hear from you oftener.

There is a storm coming up and the boys are all at work fixing the tent so that I must bring my letter to a close. Tell Mr. Drake about sending the two letters in one envelope as it will not be any more trouble to you or her. I am well and hope you are the same. Give my respects and compliments to all the boys and girls and I will do the best I can on porks and beans a few months longer. As the happy family are all well but one, he has the measles. Excuse bad writing and mistakes. Goodbye, — C. E. Koonts


Letter 10

Camp Green
February 19, 1862

Dear Sister,

I received the letter you put in Ben Drake’s letter of the 20th last night and as I had a good opportunity, I thought that I would write a few lines. I received your letter of January 23rd with money and stamps and haven’t received any answer yet. You said that Ben Drake and Mehitable told two or three tales about our camp. The camp is on a hill about four or five hundred feet above the river as near as I could guess. The 6th Ohio Battery commands the river. The 3rd Kentucky Infantry regiment are a few rods west of the battery and we are [ ] north of the Kentuckians. There is a company of cavalry about two miles north of [us]. I expect you think that we are right among the rebels but we haven’t seen one yet and it is doubtful whether we ever will. The Boys are afraid that we will have to go home without ever having a fight or any signs of one. There is about as much danger here as there was up at Camp Ford [in Alliance, Ohio] and hardly that for the officers had a little fight there and haven’t since.

As there is nothing of any importance, I will bring my letter to a close. I am well and hope you are the same. Excuse bad writing and mistakes. Yours truly, — C. E. Koonts


Letter 11

Camp Andrew Jackson
March 13, 1862

Dear Sister,

I received your letter dated February 24th and was very glad to hear from you. When I received your letter it was so late that I couldn’t answer it that evening and the next day we removed our camp so that I haven’t had time to write before. We arrived at Nashville Thursday the 6th and camped outside of the town until we got orders to cross the river. The 3rd Ohio Regiment are encamped about a mile from our camp. Luis is in that regiment but I haven’t seen him yet. But some of the boys that have been over say he is well as ever.

We camped out about four miles from Nashville until day before yesterday [when] we marched to the town through the rain as usual for when we march, it always does rain. We marched into the town and crossed the river on a boat and made a fine appearance marching through the city.

I must say something about Nashville and Bowling Green. At Bowling Green the rebels were fortified very strong. They had seven different forts. The strongest one, on the opposite side of the river, mounted nineteen guns, and the one above the town mounted nineteen 32-pound guns. The others were smaller. 1 They burned two bridges and several houses and stores and the railroad depot and round house with four or five locomotives and small arms, camp kettles, &c. They had a great many provisions here as it was one of the main points for stores. Before they left, they set the citizens to work burning pork and beef. Our company being detailed to guard the town while the regiment was there, we got to run over the town for two days.

Our march from there was a more pleasant one that we are use to having. The Boys prefer the pike to mud roads. We got in camp near Nashville Thursday, March the 6th, stayed in camp a few days, and [then] we were ordered across the river. We got orders to get ready to march Sunday morning but as it did not rain, so we didn’t march until Monday morning. We got ready to leave and then it began to rain. We marched to town and crossed the river and marched about two miles out of the town where we are now in camp. The rebels didn’t do as much damage here as they did in Bowling Green as they were pressed so close that they hadn’t time. About all they done was to burn two bridges to stop our men from overtaking them.

We are to be paid off tomorrow, I think, but it is about time as we haven’t had any yet and six months has passed. There was one of the coolest tricks of the season was done by a man by the name of Morgan. He rode into one of the camps and said that he had as good a right to them horses as they had. He took 70 or 80 horses and several men with him but they were all retaken but five or six. There is two or three regiments on guard around and about here now and today there was two or three went out a scouting.

The boys are all well, hearty, and ragged but are expecting some clothing as there [are] but few fit for duty. It is time for dress parade so I must bring my letter to a close. I am well and hope you are the same. The drums is beating so I must bring my letter to a close. So goodbye. Yours truly, — Charles E.

1 Another soldier, Lt. David P. Doughtery of Circleville who served in the 13th Ohio Infantry, described Bowling Green in similar terms in a letter to his wife on 16 February 1862: Before leaving they [the Rebels] set fire to the town, burning a great portion of the best buildings. They have been leaving here for a week, or even since they got news of our advance, which was no doubt as soon as we started, as we are in an enemy’s country, and must expect them to have spies. But Kentucky is now ours once more and I don’t know where they will stand and fight if they won’t here. You would be surprised to see the fortifications that they have made around here. I have been in two of the forts. They are very formidable indeed. There are eleven different fortifications in the vicinity of town, and besides those is miles of breastworks strung along the ridges on this side of the river. It certainly does appear to me that they never do intend to give us a fight. I certainly think that twenty thousand good men in these forts could whip one hundred thousand of the best soldiers in the world that would come against them. All I can say in the matter is, “I am completely beat,” to know that they, after so much labor and preparation, have quit them without a fight. The rebels have retreated from here to Nashville, Tennessee, and it is said that they will make a stand there, and I expect that in a very short space of time we will be moving on again after them. If we are successful in driving them out of there, they will have nothing left to do by to “sue” for “Peace,” for they can go no farther….[Source: The Western Theater in the Civil War, by Darryl Smith, 4 August 2021]


Letter 12

Chicksaw Bluffs 1
April 12, 1862

Dear Sister,

I received your letter dated March 20th and was glad to hear from you. The reason I haven’t written was because we have been marching so much that I haven’t had time and when we have time, we can’t always send our mail.

You have told me that I always know where to direct my letters and ought to write oftener than I do, but I never told you that we were in an enemy’s country and it’s very seldom we can mail our letters. This day one week ago we encamped about eight miles from Savannah [Hardin Co., Tennessee]. Sunday morning when we got up the sun was shining and the orders were to pack up our knapsack as it was but a short march to Savannah. We started and about ten o’clock we heard cannonading off at a distance. Some of the officers said it was thirty miles.

The boys were all in good spirits thinking there would be a chance for a fight. We marched very slow till we got very near in town when we marched into a field and got 40 rounds of cartridges and three days rations of crackers and sugar. We started for town and marched very fast will we got to the [Tennessee] river. We then got on a boat about dark and stayed there about an hour or two and then we started for Pittsburg Landing. We arrived there about midnight and then we marched out a half of a mile I suppose and laid down on our arms. We hadn’t laid there but a few minutes till it began to rain very hard which wasn’t very nice as our guns had to be kept dry.

The next morning we were drawn up in line, loaded our guns and marched out on the field and the firing commenced and was kept up all day very hot. Our captain said it was the heaviest musketry he ever heard. think it was as hot as ever was heard at any battle. I am glad to say that all the Putnam boys got through the fight all right and our company got off very well [compared] to what most of the companies in the regiment did. We only had one man wounded in our company. The regiment had 65 killed, missing, and wounded. 2

There is a mail going out and I must bring my letter to a close. I need not try to give you any account of the battle as you will get a full account of it before this letter reaches you. I am well and hope you are the same. I would write more but as the mail is going out now, I can’t. Excuse bad writing and mistakes. Yours truly, — C. E. Koonts

Please give this to Mrs. E. A. Koonts and oblige. — Charles E.

1 The datelining of Koonts’ letter makes no sense to me whatsoever. The 19th OVI remained in the vicinity of Pittsburg Landing until advancing with the army on Corinth soon after this letter was written. Period newspapers refer to “Chickasaw Bluffs (4 different locations!) in the spring of 1862 but these are all in reference to sites near Memphis on the Mississippi river—not the Tennessee River.

2 “The 19th OVI arrived at Pittsburg Landing late in the evening on April 6, 1862, disembarking from the steamer Planet and forming a line behind the 59th Ohio Infantry. On April 7, attached temporarily to General William Nelson’s division within the 11th Brigade under Brigadier General Jeremiah T. Boyle, the 19th advanced under General Thomas L. Crittenden’s orders, shifting front to support Captain Joseph Bartlett’s Battery G on a hill brow [some 250 yards north of the Hornet’s Nest on the Eastern Corinth Road] while deploying skirmishers against Confederate positions in an open field. Facing intense artillery and sharpshooter fire, the regiment delivered volleys, dispatched two companies as skirmishers to aid Nelson’s division, and captured 10 to 12 prisoners while helping repel enemy assaults, demonstrating endurance in its first major combat despite heavy exposure. Losses included 4 killed (among them Major Lyman S. Edwards acting as lieutenant colonel), 44 wounded, and 8 missing, as reported by Colonel Samuel Beatty on April 9.” [Grokipedia]


Letter 13

Camp Childs
May 9th 1862

Dear Sister,

I received your letter dated April 21st and was very glad to hear from you. We have been on the march for several days and are now about eight miles off Corinth waiting for to make an attack on Corinth. We have been one month now advancing on Corinth and I suppose that our generals must have everything about ready for to commence operations.

Our boys all dread the coming battle but they think if we can whip them out of their entrenchments and take a lot of prisoners, it will be about our last fight and I wouldn’t be sorry if it was all done now for going into a battle is not what it is cracked up to be—especially for them that have never been in a fight, to march all day and get on a boat and be landed within a mile of the enemy about ten o’clock at night after getting on shore and drawn up in line, [and] ordered to lie down on our arms. After laying down about 15 minutes, it commenced raining or rather pouring down and the officers crying, “Keep your guns dry, boys!” You better believe it is a nice job sitting in the rain and mud till morning, get up and eat a piece of hard tack and a little flick [flitch]—if you got it—and then fall in ranks and load our guns and start for the secessioners.

Marching over the dead was about the first thing attracted our attention with the exception of the big guns that were firing all night to keep the enemy uneasy so they wouldn’t sleep too sound on the strength of their day’s work. They had a very nice victory won Sunday night and their intentions were to get up Monday morning and drive the Yankees into the river which would only be a breakfast job. But as it happened, the biggest part of Beull’s Army crossed [the river] Sunday evening and I suppose it kind of got them when they found that they were driven over the ground they had taken Sunday. Some of the prisoners said they thought that when they drove our men from camp to camp, all they would have to do Monday [would be] to get up and drive our men into the river. It has always been said that the secesh wouldn’t fight but I think you never will hear a man say that they won’t fite that was in the battle of Chiloh [Shiloh] plains. I guess that I have said enuf about the fite so I will dry up.

You said you wrote on the second but I haven’t received it yet. It must be delayed somewhere. Since we landed at Pittsburg, we have been in a wood ever since and every time we move our camp we have about a week’s work to clean out the underbrush and then we cut bushes and brush up the leaves. As we have no drill, I think it is a good idea, for some of the boys would lay around id they wasn’t drove to work or drill. All the Putnam boys that are in the company now are well and hearty.

I saw some of the 78th [Ohio] boys a couple weeks ago and I think they are about as homesick as there is any need to be. I saw Lieut. [Greenbury F.] Wiles and Card. They are both well. Lieut. Wiles is acting captain of Co. C in Capt. [Samuel W.] Spencer’s place. John Weaver, B. Scott, Mr. [William] Roper and [Asuph] Cooper, W. Curtis, [&] Chas. Buncher are all well but tired of soldiering. Jos. Osman wasn’t very well. He had [been] very sick but was better when I saw him.

Dinner is ready [and] I must go for my beans. I am well and hope you are the same. Excuse bad writing and mistakes. Goodbye, — Charles E.


Letter 14

Camp Battle Creek
August 8th 1862

Dear Sister,

I received your letter of July 30th and was glad to hear from you. We are still at Camp Battle Creek and no signs of leaving yet but there is no telling how soon we may have to leave. You said that Ben Drake said in his letter that we was still on half rations. I told you so in my letter but I expect Ben told you that we were about starved out. Half rations are about as little as a man can live on and do duty but we get along first rate as we were not out of money. We are getting full rations of eatables and clothing and our band has new instruments and we are getting full rations of music. It would be a great expense to the government to furnish each regiment with a band but we couldn’t get along without ours for we have had a band ever since we started and to be without it would make every day as dry as Sunday.

We drawed hats since we have been here and our band new instruments and a nice uniform and with all this, we can put on the style equal to the 78th [Ohio].

Patriotic image on Koonts’ envelope

You said that Ben Drake talked of going in the regular service and that Howard [ ] and I thought of going. I told him about it and he said Howard and himself did talk of going but he hadn’t said anything about me. If he did, he knew more about it than I did myself for I haven’t thought of such a thing nor he has no reason to think I was going for when the the boys were talking about it, I never said I was going or would go as some did. There is a heap of talk about drafting. The boys are wishing that some of the fellows that got them into it and then stayed at home and talk about what we are doing [would be drafted]. There is some talk today of the President ordering three hundred thousand more. This suits the boys from what I can learn for the more the better for us.

You say I never said anything about Uncle Phil. I never did but I thought that I had told you that I had received your letter telling about him being captured.

I must bring my letter to a close as it is about time for dress parade. Before I close my letter I will say to you to direct your letters to the same as I told you before. Never direct them to any town for there is hospitals in most all the towns and no doubt but that is the way they are mislaid. Directions: Co. E, 19th Ohio Vols., USA, Crittenden’s Division, Buell’s Army [of the Ohio], is all that is required. I must now bring my letter to a close. I am well and hope that these few lines will find you the same. Yours truly, — Charles E.

P. S. Tell cousin Sam to write as soon as he is able.


Letter 15

[Nashville, Tennessee]
Saturday, December 3, 1862

Dear Sister,

As I have a good opportunity of writing this afternoon, I thought that I would improve the time. Hen Ellis arrived last Wednesday and had the boots and socks all tight. I thought from the way you spoke of them that Pa had got a pair that would stand some service. They are the very thing for dress parade and Sunday, but they won’t stand much marching. They are as heavy as anybody would want but without nails or pins on the sole, they wouldn’t last long. On the march, after going about ten miles, the next five or six a fellow is apt to drag his feet more or less, kicking every little thing that comes in his way. And if anything attracts a fellow’s attention and he looks up, he is sure to stub his toes.

I have been looking for Sam but George Little came from Louisville today and said that Sam went on a scout with the drafted men from Bowling Green after [John Hunt] Morgan. I am looking for him every day. The reason I haven’t written soon is that I am waiting for Sam to come and Henry thought he would be here the next day.

I must now bring my letter to a close. When Sam comes, I will write again.

P. S. We are still at Nashville and no sign of leaving yet. Yours truly, — Charles E.

A fine day this morn for young ducks.


Letter 16

[Camp near Nashville, Tennessee]
Tuesday morning, December 23, 1862

Dear sister,

Itis with the greatest of pleasure I sit myself down to answer your welcome letter of December the 14th. I would of answered it sooner but we had to go non picket Friday and when we came in Saturday, I hadn’t time. Sunday we were all cleaning our guns for inspection and orders came to go out a foraging so we had to put our guns together in double quick time. Monday we were busy cleaning our guns and accoutrements, blacking our boots and shoes, and cleaning the camp until time for inspection so I have been detained from writing.

Yesterday while we were all cleaning ourselves, orders came to go on picket. The Colonel went to the General and told him that he couldn’t stand it to go on picket one day and forage the next. He says it is a scandalous shame to have men on duty every day as we have been doing. This is about the way the thing stands. Our Colonel refused to go on picket. The Colonel of the 9th Kentucky refused to keep camp guard on two days. The Colonel of the 79th Indiana refused to put camp guards on and picket at the same time. The Colonel of the 59th O. V. is acting Brigadier of the 14th Brigade. His regiment has a brass band and he has to have them with him. When they went to get a regiment to put in our brigade, none of them would come so they are all in a fix. But I guess it will all come right again but I hope they will arrange it so that we won’t have so much duty to do.

I will have to leave off writing and get dinner. You said that it is very warm at home now. I don’t know how it comes as we have had very singular weather here and you must be getting south a few degrees if it is so pleasant.

I have forgotten whether I told you that Sam was here or not. Anyhow, I will say that he arrived all right and gave me the shirts and other articles which I am very much pleased with. You said that Miles Goble was at home. He is having a nice time of it. You said you didn’t believe that he was clerk [ ] I guess but he played off longer than I would like to for when he left Columbia, Kentucky, there was 20 or 30 play off left there and Miles and some others never came to the regiment since. When we were at Shiloh, he and George Hampton came there and got on some of the boats with the sick and wounded and ever came back to the regiment. So they run around on boats and then they got in hospitals at Louisville and never left. 1

There was two of our mess that was over to the 97th O. V. They say our regiment is the best regiment in the service. They say that they wouldn’t be such a regiment for anything. [Sgt.] D[aniel] Bevis was saying that he would rather have command of our regiment than 14 such regiments as the 97th. I think that they are a little the dirtiest set I ever seen with one exception. And if anybody asks you anything about it, tell them that they live like a set of hogs is the only reason that have so much sickness.

You wished me a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Years. There is one consolation—that is, I wish you the same and if you don’t have it, it is your own fault. I will do the best I can on beans and a shoulder we are saving. You said that you heard that J[ohn A.] France was promoted to Orderly Sergeant. He isn’t Orderly but he is a Sergeant. You want my likeness. I will try and send it as soon as I have a good opportunity to get it and we get our money.

We are still camped near Nashville and no signs of leaving yet. I must bring my letter to a close as it is getting late. I am well and hope these few lines will find you the same. Yours truly, — Charles E.

1 Miles D. Goble was taken prisoner at the Battle of Chickamauga and died at Andersonville. George W. Hampton survived the war and mustered out in 1865 as a veteran.


Letter 17

[Murfreesboro, Tennessee]
Sunday morning, December [January] 11, 1863

It is with pleasure that I seat myself to let you know that I am still alive. I may not try to tell you anything about the fight [at Stones River], but I will say that it was a little warmer than I want to see again. Our division was on the left wing and the rebels broke out on the right and captured a battery and set the infantry to flight. Our brigade were sent for and when we got on the pike, our troops were coming on a full run. Our regiment and the 9th Kentucky were drawn up in line and a whole brigade went through our ranks. When they got out of the way, the rebels were right in sight coming full tilt. We let loose on them like a thousand of brick, as the saying is. We fired a few rounds when we got orders to charge. We checked them and drove them out of [the] woods where they had drove our men so nicely. This is the way we passed the old year off and New Years.

We were lying all day in readiness to go to any point that they might attack us. The next day we went a short distance across a creek and about three o’clock they came on us in large numbers. There was a whole brigade in front of us and when the rebels came on them, they fell back and come down through our ranks double quick. Our regiment and the 9th Kentucky were in line at the foot of the hill [when] someone yelled out, “Charge!” and charge we did. We charged to the top of the hill and held them a few minutes but they were too strong for us. And besides, they outflanked us and we were compelled to fall back. They expected to get a battery of ours that had been wearying them all day but it was ordered back on another hill. But when we finished the work, we were ahead eight pieces of cannon, a large number of prisoners. and five of their men to one of ours on the field. 1

We had four of our company killed, thirteen wounded. Among them was [Jennings] Northup and W[illiam] Zigler wounded very slightly. I have no more time so I will bring my letter to a close.

P. S. I am well and hope these few lines will find you the same. Clara, your Benty [Lewis Benjamin Drake] is the meanest coward in the company. He runs away every time. They have detached him to the hospital. The boys say that they hope he won’t never come back. The boys say he is a deceitful pup—that he is a lier and contemptible thief. I got a hold of his knapsack and looking for some paper to write, I seen a letter from you. I was surprised as I thought you knew Ben too well to write to such a contemptible snake as him. Don’t think me hard-hearted for this is my opinion and I hope you will take my advice. Yours truly, — Charles E.

P. S. We are now at Murfreesboro.

1 Readers interested in more accounts of the advance against the rebels by the 19th Ohio and 9th Kentucky are referred to The 9th Kentucky at Stones River. Another interesting account of the attack is given by Capt. Oscar O. Miller of the 19th OVI which claims that “General Rosecrans came up and asked the name of the regiment; being answered ‘the 19th Ohio’ he said, ‘I can trust you to save us,’ and soon ordered a charge.” See “Soldier gives details of furious Tennessee battle.”


Letter 18

Camp near Murfreesboro [Tennessee]
January 31, 1863

Dear Sister,

As I haven’t received a letter from you since we left Nashville and I have not written as often as I should of done, I thought that I would write. The weather has been very bad since the fight [at Stones River] which makes it very disagreeable in camp as there is nothing done but that which cannot be avoided, which makes the camp look very dreary and unpleasant. I suppose you have had full details of the fight which renders it useless for me to say anything about it. But I never want to get into such a place again. [paper cut off]…came out safe as ther ewas. I expect you seen Dan Bevis‘ letter in the paper. One of the boys got a letter and his sister said that if a couple confirmed it, they would believe it. What they doubted would seem almost impossible for anyone to do but it was very early done.

As we charge on them andas they had a larger force than we had, we were compelled to fall back when we were pressed very hotly by the enemy. Some of them followed our men to a creek which our men crossed and formed their line on the other side. By the time our men had formed, there was several of the rebels were to the creek and all of our men that couldn’t get across the creek they took prisoners. The fire was so hot from both sides that the men wouldn’t get out from the bank. There being reinforcements, our men advanced right on them. Dan Bevis was a prisoner and seeing our men advancing, he took off his hat and gave three cheers and took his gun and told the rebels right in number that they were his prisoners. 1

It was a little the warmest fight I ever seen or ever heard of. I have seen one or two little skirmishes but I never want to get so close to them that I can look them in the faces as we did. We were so close to them that there was but few of us but what had a bullet hole in his clothing. The 27th OVI are a little like we were at Shiloh. I seen one or two letters from their regiment stating that they were in the advance all the time from Nashville and all the time [paper cut]

[rest of letter is missing]

1 In his book, “Hell by the Acre,” Dan Masters wrote of this incident (p. 576) regarding Corp. Daniel Bevis of the 19th OVI that he found published in the Zanesville Daily Courier, January 20, 1863: “As soon as our men came in sight, I took my hat and gave three cheers and then took the guns from the Rebels telling them that the tide had changed and they were now my prisoners. I gave the prisoners in charge of some of our men, picked up my gun, and commenced pouring it into them as fast as I could load.”


Letter 19

Camp at Murfreesboro, [Tennessee]
February 23, 1863

Dear Sister,

I received your letter dated January the 11th and was very glad to hear from you. I also received your letter dated January 31st and answered it. The weather is very fair today but as a general thing, the weather is very disagreeable.

You say that you have not heard from those two dollars. I think that I have told you that I received it, but so many letters are lost that I can hardly tell what does get to you. You thought if I didn’t have a better Christmas than you did, it was very poor. I haven’t the least idea that our Christmas was as good as yours as we were on picket Christmas and when we came off, we packed out traps and started for Murfreesboro. The day before New Years we were in a fight and the day after New Years we were in another fight. So you can imagine what kind of a Christmas and New Years we had.

You say you would like for me to go on a gunboat. I think the danger isn’t much greater than on land. I think the danger of sickness and all on land is about as great as that on a gunboat. I would be pleased to see a transfer coming here some of these days. Just the change would make my time a great deal shorter. But I never expect to get out of this company until my time is out or else I get unable for duty through some kind of sickness.

We have had our pay rolls made out four or five times. They made them out and we signed our names and there is no sign of the pay master yet. I hope he will be around soon as we need our pay very much.

You think that I am very hard on the new regiment but I think their officers were as lazy as the men. Our officers never let us lay around in dirt. They always made us clean our camp the first thing. We always had a clean camp and the men all tried to keep themselves clean. Some of the boys wrote for shirts. You ought to send them as quick as possible for there is no telling how soon we will have to move. I wrote for a couple as I lost one of mine in battle. I lost several articles but have them all replaced.

I must bring my letter to a close. I am well and hope this will find you the same. Yours truly, — Charles E.


Letter 20

Camp at Murfreesboro [Tenn.]
March 1, 1863

Dear Sister,

I just received your letter dated January 25th and was very glad to hear from you. That is a slight joke on me, but I suppose that it was one of my mistakes—December 11th 1863, we ain’t that far out of this world so you must excuse the mistake and say no more about it. I told you all about the two dollars in my last letter, but I will say that I received it in due time while at Nashville. I hope that I didn’t say anything about Ben to offend you, but I just gave you my earnest opinion thinking that you didn’t want to have anything to do with such a wooden man as him.

As I have written several letters lately and received no answer, I will ask you to le me know how the transfer is coming on. I would give my bounty to be on the Brilliant with the Putnam boys. That boat don’t have to go into a regular engagement and the men fare as well as those in the gunboats. Tell Pa if it is in Mr. Potwin’s power, to try and get me a transfer.

We have had the full details of the fight [at Stones River] so I suppose that it would be useless to send papers as they are detained on the road until they get old as the hills, as the old saying is. Everything is so dull here that I have nothing to write about. This is Sunday, 1st of March. It came in like a lamb. The sun is shining very warm. It is the prettiest day we have had for a long time.

As I was writing, it just came in my mind that there was a letter on the road for me so I laid this aside as I had answered some three or four of January, [and] I thought there was no use of writing until I received one from you. I received your letter dated February 22nd which relieved me considerably as I have been getting letters and they were all of January—about a month old. There isn’t much pleasure in receiving old letters, but I answered all I received but this last.

About the shirts, I had the bad luck as to lose all I had in my knapsack. The boys have got out of the notion of getting them from home as we have drew, and have plenty of clothing at present. John France wrote for some fruit and other eatables. If they send a box, don’t you send anything in it that isn’t in cans or it will spoil. You can you your own judgement about it.

In one of your letters I received seven stamps and I received two packages of papers. Pay day is slower coming this time than I ever knew it to be before. The pay rolls have been made out for about a month and no pay yet. The likeness I think will be rather slow coming as there is no daguerreian here. You said if there was anything I wanted, to let you know. There is nothing I want but what I can get here as cheap as you can send it. I must bring my letter to a close. Yours truly, — Charles E.

Dear Father,

I and John France was talking about etting out of this company as we are getting kind of tired of infantry man’s life and we are tired of our captain more than anything else. What we were talking about it that Mr. C. Potwin is a very nice man and we thought that he might get our transfer to a gunboat which i think would be much nicer than marching and sleeping on the ground as they have their bunks and regular meals, rain or shine. John and I thought that if there was any such a thing, that we would like to go on a gunboat for the balance of our time. I ain’t very certain whether it could be done or not, bit would be a thousand times obliged to you if you would ask Mr. Potwin if he could get a transfer for two good soldiers. I am still your obedient son. Charles E. Koonts


Letter 21

Camp at Murfreesboro, Tenn.
March 21, 1863

Dear Sister,

I received your letter of March 12th last evening and as I had a good opportunity of writing this afternoon, I thought I would answer without delay. You said in your letter that you had written a letter stating that you had started a box. I received the letter in due time but the box hasn’t arrived yet. But we are looking for it every day. I am glad to hear that the money is safe. Tell Pa if the times are very hard, to use my money to the best advantage as the interest on a few dollars won’t amount to much and the money will be as safe in his pocket as it is in the bank. If not, I won’t charge him for the use of it. Tell Pa that I am very much obliged to him for his trouble running around after the transfer. From all appearances I guess that the gunboats are about played out as you don’t appear to like it and as the weather is getting warm now, I think that I would just as leave stay here as not, and a little rather. The weather has been very warm here for a week or two back. The trees are getting green which makes it look like spring. We are encamped on a beautiful spot, surrounded with woods. The birds are singing, the boys are playing ball and pitching quoits, which makes it look cheerful in camp.

March 26th. Dear Clare—As I was writing, a thought struck me that by waiting a few days we would either receive the box or hear from it at least. Yesterday I went down to the Express Office and looked at all the boxes that was there but couldn’t see anything of one. When I got back to camp, the Lieutenant told me that he received a letter from one of the boys in the hospital at Nashville. He said that there was a box there for us directed to D[ ]. The reason I didn’t write sooner, I did not like to write until I had heard something about the box for I could just about [know] how you would feel if we didn’t get the box. You said in your letter that you would like to [buy] a piece of the 19th on Guard Mounting at Gallatin. There was a [ ] had them for sale in camp when we were paid off but I don’t think that I can get one now. I would of got one of them before but I didn’t any think of them or I would of sent you one of them. There wasn’t any of our company there as we were on post outside of the town the reason the boys didn’t think anything of them.

We are all well and in good spirits. There is some talk of the rebels attacking us here if they are whipped at Vicksburg. We are working on entrenchments every day and I think that if they attack us, that we can give them a very warm reception as there isn’t a fence or house within a mile or two of town and the ground is level and any woods of any account close to the fortifications.

I have told you all the news so I must close. I am well and hope these few lines will find you the same, Yours truly, — C. E. K.

P. S. Clara, please send me a good fine comb as they cannot be had in this part of the world.


Letter 22

Camp near Murfreesboro [Tennessee]
April 3, 1863

Dear Sister,

I received your letter of March 24th and neglected answering it on account of the box as I did not like to write until we received the box—or heard from it at least. The box arrived at Murfreesboro yesterday. Dan went down this morning and got it and to my surprise, everything was good but the peaches. They had worked some, but Dan is going to try and make some pies with them. The boys are very much pleased with the box and told me to tell Pa that the cake was thankfully received and I am a thousand times obliged to him for the cigars and tobacco—also the letter. But I expect that Ma thinks here only son is ruined forever. But I hope it won’t be the case.

You said that you heard we had moved but I suppose you know by this time that it was not so. We are still here and no sign of leaving yet. But there is no telling how soon we may dig out. You said that I was mistaken about the Franklin [ink blotch]. I wrote it about the time we had three days rations inour haversacks and the tens packed up and knapsacks on our backs ready to march. I stated that was the rumor in camp at that time, but am glad it ain’t true. But that is a common thing when we get orders to march. Every man has a different tale to tell about where we are going and what for, &c.

You said that Pa wanted to know how many pigeons I have catched. Tell him they are so wild in this part of the country that we can seldom get a shot at them and when we do shoot them, we have to kill them or we can’t get to catch them. We have been traveling after them a good while but it is very seldom we come across them in very large flocks. Last fall we followed them south and came across them [ ] spring. We put in a full days work shooting the last summer while we were at [ ] creek. They roosted across [ink blotch] and we couldn’t get to them. At this fight, they would venture closer to us than they ever did before and we made them suffer for it. They came so close to us the last days hunt that we could see the white of their eyes. They made our division fall back but we held them till reinforcements came up when we drove them back, leaving three or four of heir men to our one. But who has got the praise? Gen. Negley, and I don’t believe his men fired a shot. But Gen. Crittenden is hardly ever mentioned as he hasn’t two or three reporters running after him. But it appears to be the case always—someone [else ] to get the praise that doesn’t deserve it.

The first days fight where our brigade checked four times their number and drove them back, here Colonel [Granville] Moody [of the 74th Ohio Infantry] claims that he drove them. But there is no use of talk [ink blotch] little like our [ ], he said the praise and honor had played out. All I want now is to see the war play out. There is nothing more about that letter. I must cut it off pretty short as I think it was a misunderstanding with me and that you can blame who you please for as it read to me, it didn’t seem much like a joke. But as that is what it was intended for, I can’t do anything more than say that I am very sorry for what I said. I am well and hope this will find you the same. Yours truly, — E. E. K.

A fine day this for young ducks.


Letter 23

Murfreesboro [Tenn.]
May 14th 1863

Dear Sister,

Yours of the 5th came duly to hand. I would of answered it sooner but we have been at work fixing our camp. We have turned the large tents in and are now living in the dog tents. They are very small—only two men tents together. I think they are very nice tents for summer use as we can keep ourselves cleaner than we could in a large tent with twelve or fifteen in a mess.

You said that you thought I would be surprised when you told me that Ma was sick. It was about as you said for I had heard of it a week or ten days before I received your letter. I am very glad to hear that Ma had but a slight attack of very alloyed [varioloid] for it must be a dreadful disease. I am sorry to hear of George Munson’s death as I thought more of her than any the rest of the family. I am glad the money arrived safe and the overcoat is a very nice thing for soldier but I expect they will be played out by the time the war is over. But it will do for wet weather I think and dry weather also if we have the good luck to have a chance to use them a scouting in the fall when fruit is plenty. The boys say if they get back all right they will do a little soldiering any fall.

Watercolor enhanced rendering of Koonts’ sketch of the “large bower with the letter of their company.”

We have the nicest camp now that we have had since we have been out. We have the dog tents raised up about two feet off the ground and have a nice bunk in each tent. Then we have a row of pine trees in front of the tents and in front next the parade ground each company has a large bower with the letter of their company. We are more than putting on style. The General gave orders to excuse ten of the cleanest men from guard and give them a pass to go anywhere inside of the pickets. I need not tell you how the boys worked to get their gun and traps clean as can easily imagine.

I will have to bring this to a close as Dan wants me to make some pies. Excuse bad writing and spelling. Give my respects and compliments to all the boys and girls and I will try and get back as soon as possible. Yours truly, — C. E. K.


Letter 24

Murfreesboro, Tennessee
May 31st 1863

Dear Sister,

I received yours of the 24th today and not having anything to do, I thought that I would answer it without delay. I am glad to hear that you received the picture and want you to have it. Put in a good frame, let the price be what it will. I shall be good for it. All that gets ahead of me is the picture isn’t lively enough. The boys think it looks more like a dress parade than a fight. I think if the man that got it up had been there the day of the fight, he would have made it a heap different but it can’t be helped now.

We are still in camp but we have orders to be ready to move at a minutes notice. But there is some talk of our divisions staying here but we can’t tell until we leave or else some of the rest leave. I would like it very well if we could have the good luck to stay here all summer and get rid of marching as it is not very nice, I can assure you. We had a slight [taste?] of that last summer and don’t wish any this summer. No thank you. And as our division lost the heaviest in battle, some think we will get to stay on that account.

We have had good news from Vicksburg and hope it is true and nt turn out like the Eastern Army, but we can hardly expect everything better from the Eastern Army as they don’t know anything but General Review. Our boys are getting tired of them although we never had review until we were at Nashville. Before the battle, Gen. Rosecrans reviewed his troops to see if they were ready for a fight. I need not tell you how he found them as the battle speaks for them. But as this army has never been whipped, I think we have a right to boast some little. But I don’t think it’s boasting when I say they never whipped us with even numbers as long as Gen. Rosecrans leads the way. I expect as he has the fortifications about completed he will soon move onward and the rebels will move also, or else the Western Boys will be after telling them their business which the rebels appear to be slightly acquainted with.

George Drake came to the regiment a day or two ago. He looks very well—better than I ever saw him. I was surprised to see how he has grown since we left. He is bigger than Ben. Wil[liam] Israel is well and doing duty now. I think he will be a better soldier than [his brother] Howard. The boys are coming up one by one. I think we will soon have a good size company again. But it is high time for we have had it pretty hard standing guard every other day since the battle.

I guess I have told you all so I will bring this to a close. But before I do, I will [say] again, have that picture put in a nice frame and I will pay for it. Please excuse me for this awful writing but the flies are so bothersome that I can hardly sit still long enough to write a word. Give my respects to all the girls and tell them to keep cool as we only have fifteen months more to serve. Yours truly, — C. E. K.

A fine day this for young ducks.


Letter 25

Manchester, Tennessee
July 4th 1863

Dear Sister,

I received yours of the 21st while at Murfreesboro and would of answered but we had orders two or three times and didn’t leave. Sunday we had orders to get ready to march so we laid around for several hours and began to think that we were not going at all, so I sat down and wrote and about the time I had started, the bugle blew for to leave and I couldn’t send it after all. We left Sunday and arrived here Wednesday. We had a rough time of it as it has rained every day more or less ever since our men left Murfreesboro, so I will only say that we were three days and a half on the march—only thirty miles. So you can judge how the roads were.

Our brigade guarded a train [of] 250 or 300 wagons all loaded with ammunition, but what we will do after [this], I can’t say but we are here on Provost Guard now and the army is still moving on. A company of the 13th OVI from Hillsboro says that Gen. Rosecrans has moved his [head] quarters to Winchester.

Thomas Leonidas Crittenden and William Starke Rosecrans. When Gen. Rosy “frowns at the secesh, they know what is to come—at least they get out of his way very sudden when our boys show themselves.”

You spoke of having some photographs of several Generals. As you get them, don’t forget Gen. T. L. Crittenden for he is next to Rosy in my opinion, as he is our General and has been ever since we left Nashville the first time. You think if Gen. Rosy is as good as he looks that it is a no wonder we think a lot of him. I have seen him a few times and I think that he is the pleasantest looking man I ever saw. He reminds me of Mr. Potwin—always has a smile on his countenance and when he frowns at the secesh, they know what is to come—at least they get out of his way very sudden when our boys show themselves.

I expect to hear some cheering news between this and fall. If our forces has good luck, there ought to be something done for I think our forces are getting them hemmed in pretty well. The rebels were pretty stubborn along the road we came but it was favorable ground for them as they are in very good woods and hills and that is the way the ground is all through this country. They gave our boys a nice little fight at Hoover’s Gap but they didn’t know what to think of our boys shooting seven times without loading. Our cavalry and mounted infantry are doing good execution now. They go right in and something has to be done—one side or the other has to leave and I guess our boys generally come out first best.

The boys are all in good spirits and I think will be in Chattanooga in a few days, or at least they will be in that part of the country. I will have to close as it is getting late and I have told you all the news as it is very little and we haven’t had the particulars yet.

You want to know how to direct your letters. Direct them the same as you have been. We are in [Horatio] Van Cleve’s Division and Crittenden’s Corp. It used to be Crittenden’s Division but he is Major General now. I am well and hope this may find you the same. Give Mrs. Worthington my best respects and tell her that Sam and I are well and doing fine. Yours truly, — C. E. K.


Letter 26

McMinnville, Tennessee
July 24th 1863

Dear Sister,

I received your ever welcome letter of the 19th yesterday and as this is pay day [and] there will be nothing to do, I will write without delay. We have been here in camp for two or three weeks and there is some talk of staying all summer but I won’t say how that is for there is no telling how soon we may leave. But I hope that we may stay for McMinnville is a very nice little town and is surrounded with fine country. We have had berries all we can eat and the country people are allowed to bring in vegetables and have market on every road leading from town. So when we get paid, we can live for a while as we can get chickens, potatoes, and milk and we can more than live for a while like fighting cocks at least as long as stay here.

We have our pay at last and there is no telling how much I shall send home as there is no way of sending it unless the State Agent comes around again. It is reported that he will be here. I would like very well to send more but there is no use of sending it all home and going without things that is necessary for a person’s health. And if it should happen that one isn’t very well for two or three days, flitch and hard tack is very poor grub and often is the cause of making the boys getting sick and not eating for three or four days and then they have to go to the hospital.

You said you would like to send me the papers if you thought that they would come through. They wouldn’t be of any account for we get Nashville and Louisville papers almost as soon as you can at home. There was a report in camp last night that [John Hunt] Morgan had crossed the Muskingum at Eagleport with one thousand men and three pieces of artillery. I don’t want to hear of him burning bridges and destroying things like he generally does. But Morgan and Lee’s raid is just what pleases the boys for if the men will turn out when they see the enemy in their own state, and then clean the Copperheads out, we can clean the rebels out in the field.

Gen. Ulysses S. Grant—“He is a fighting man and I suppose he will take some of his own men with him and they are like we are—don’t know what it is to be whipped.”

There is a report here that Gen. Grant is going to take command of the Eastern [army]. If he does, you will hear good news from there before he is there long for he is a fighting man and I suppose he will take some of his own men with him and they are like we are—don’t know what it is to be whipped.

This will be a dry letter, I suppose, for cousin Sam will be home before you get this and he can tell you more in five minutes than I can write in a week. I am glad Sam made up his mind to take a discharge for he must of had to weary himself more or less to do his duty with only one arm [?].

I will have to close as it is time to go to market and I want to be in time to get some chickens and butter. I am well and hope this will find you the same. Give my respects to all the girls and tell them I remain as ever, — Charles E.


Letter 27

McMinnville, Tennessee
August 8th 1863

Dear Sister,

I received yours of the 2nd this evening and as I have nothing else to do, I will answer without delay. I told you that i wouldn’t send much of my money this time as everything is plenty and I need it as I can make very good use of it as everything is cheap and we have to improve the time in fruit season as it only comes once a year and only lasts while the fruit is on the trees. We expressed our money this time and I expect that you will get it before you receive this. If not, the amount is twenty-five dollars. It will be just enough to get a watch. If any of our boys get to go home after the conscripts—-I think that Lt. L[ewis] R. Fix will get to go—and if he does, I want him to get a good watch for me. They are a very good thing to have here and won’t come amiss at home.

Sunday morning, 8 a.m. I had to lay my writing aside and get ready for inspection. We have company and regimental inspection every morning. They are getting to be very nice. They report the two cleanest men, the two dirtiest, the best ditched tent, and the worst, three best guns and three worst. The Colonel inspects the regiment and reports the two cleanest “com” and two dirtiest, two best officers and two worst. So you can judge how we have to keep our quarters and our guns and accoutrements. The boys are working from morning till night at their guns and tents.

From the news we have had and what you say, it appears that [John Hunt] Morgan has lost his mule. It is just what pleased the boys when they heard of it for he has been more bother to us than their whole army. But I hope that as they [now] have him, they will take good care to keep him as it won’t cost as much as it will to keep a force watching him.

The inspection is partly [over] and I will write a few more lines. But there is no news. It is the same thing over and over so you must not think strange of it as I am a very poor talker and worse writer.

The weather is a little warm. Last Tuesday the regiment went out on a scout. They went about 15 miles and next day came back and I believe there was more talk about the heat and blistered feet, &c., than there would be marching a hundred miles last summer when we were up to marching. But I don’t think we will have much marching to do this summer as we are not with the advance. But we may have to move to different places to guard the railroads and important points in the rear.

The boys are all very well pleased here and ain’t particular how [long] we stay here as it is a very good country around and we are far enough south for this season of the year.

I have told you all so I will bring this to a close. If Lt. Fix or William Cooper goes home, I will send for a watch and tell them the kind I want so you can tell Pa I want one and this will be a good chance. I am well and hope this will find you the same. Yours affectionately, — Charles E.


1862: Henry E. Stiles to Hanna Dean Stiles

Capt. Henry E. Stiles, 8th Wisconsin Battery

The following letter was written by Henry E. Stiles of Stevens Point, Portage county, Wisconsin, who enlisted in the 8th Wisconsin Battery (Light Artillery) on 8 October 1861 and was made Jr. 1st Lieutenant on 7 December 1861. When his captain, Stephen J. Carpenter—also of Stevens Point—was killed on 31 December 1862 at the Battle of Stones River, Henry was promoted to Captain of the Battery and remained in command of it until he mustered out of the service on 10 August 1865.

Henry and his sister Hannah Dean Stiles were enumerated in Stevens Point at the time of the 1860 US Census. Henry was employed as an Expressman. Their parents were Abial Stiles (1772-1857) and Azubah Hawley (17xx-1858). Henry’s parents were from the northeastern U. S. but lived in Canada for a while where Henry was born.

A newspaper clipping described the service of the battery as follows: “The men left here on the morning of December 26, 1861. Although it was late in the season there was no sleighing, and the men were loaded into wagons on the public square. It was & cold, stormy morning, and there were only a few people standing around on the square. From here the men drove to Wautoma, where they spent their first night. On the 27th they drove to Berlin, and the next morning took the cars for Racine. A few days later they were mustered into the service of the United States for three years. But it was not until March that their active campaigning commenced.

We have not time nor data to follow this first Stevens Point organization through to its final muster out. But they went to St. Louis, to Fort Leavenworth, out on the plains, finally tramped through and portions of Missouri, Kansas. Kentucky, Tennessee, Alabama, Mississippi, and Georgia, some of the men marching with Sherman and Kilpatrick from Atlanta to the sea, and finally come home by way of New York city. During this time the battery marched thousands of miles and was in some of the bloodiest battles of the war. Only about 90 men left Stevens Point on that cold December morning more than thirty-six years ago, but before its term of three years service had been concluded the battery had a total membership of 289 men.”

Henry’s biographical sketch on Find-A-Grave claims he was born in Montreal, Canada in 1825. “When he was fifteen years old, the family removed to New York (1840), where Henry grew to manhood. In 1849 he came to Wisconsin and after resided in Beloit for three years, went to California and remained for four years and a half. He then returned to New York, and thence again to Beloit, but after one year’s stay, went to Stevens Point where he remained until 1861. On breaking out of the war he raised the Eighth Wisconsin Light Artillery; was commissioned First Lieutenant, and afterwards promoted to Captain. His Battery was the last to leave Murfreesborough, (Murfreesboro) in August,1865. Was mustered out at Milwaukee, Wisconsin, and remained in that city until 1873, when he came to Minnesota and settled on section thirty-three, Becker Township. While in Milwaukee he was Vice-President and business manager of the “Daily News” for three years, two years in the grocery trade and the balance of the time was dealing in real estate and building. Mr. Stiles has been twice married; first to Jennie Joy, of Racine, Wisconsin, in 1863, who died the following year. His second wife was Harriet Paul, of Washington District of Columbia (D.C.), to whom he was married in 1867; she also departed this life in 1870, leaving two children, Winnifred H. and Georgiana P., both residing with their father. Per History of the Upper Mississippi Valley, Page 314, copy in my records (Kenneth C. Stiles – July 15, 1998).”

[Note: This letter is from the private collection of Greg Herr and was transcribed and published on Spared & Shared by express consent.]


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

Camp near Nashville
December 7th 1862

Dear Sister,

Yours of the 24th is at hand acknowledging the receipt of five dollars and receipts. I have written you once since & enclosed five dollars more & some papers of value which you will put away with my other papers and please send the names and numbers so that I may know that you have received them all. I am glad that the matter of Masius Doles silence is at last cleared up. It would be unfortunate indeed if Mr. Dole should not be able to return to his business this fall.

Since I wrote you last, our Division has moved 5 miles southwest from Nashville on the Franklin Pike & we now occupy the right of the army and about 2 miles in advance of the front of our line. The rebels occupy Murfreesboro, Franklin, and another town east. Their front proper about, average 16 miles but they have quite a large cavalry force that are keeping up active operations immediately along our lines, skirmishing almost every day, sometimes making a dash at us and running like mad.

How long we shall remain here I know not. Are waiting for supplies. It takes a large amount of provisions & they want to get through a good supply before the guerrillas breakup the railroad which I presume they will do before long but they are quiet now.

It’s nearly as cold here now as in Wisconsin. There is two inches of snow. We have got tents now but it is far from comfortable. The government will not allow us to carry stoves & we have to stand shivering over outdoor fire and sleep cold nights. Oh, it’s decidedly pleasant this soldiering. I would almost consent to do it all my life to liberate one good, fat, greasy black negro, that hecould say he was free to go where he pleased without any means to go there or we any means to send him.

You ask me about my health. I eat as usual, sleep cold, have the old pain in my shoulder occasionally, and sometimes my throat troubles me slightly. But I have not been in the ambulance or relieved from duty but one day or part of a day since I have been in the service. Have done more duty than any officer in the battery. Have been in regular attendance. I never looked very well & if it is necessary for one to get frightened to look like a scarecrow, I do not think I look like one for I have not been frightened—not even when the shells bursted around me and Major at Lancaster [Kentucky]. That I believe I wrote you of, and as a proof, the men all differed as to the number of shells thrown at us & the places where they struck & when we came back from following after Bragg, as a proof that I was correct as to the number and places, I would point out to them the exact spot where every one struck & I did so & that there was one shell that did not burst & that we also found. And considering that I had a whole battery to get round through a gate and fence out of a narrow road, I do not think I was much excited.

I congratulate Mann. Shall write her soon. I intended to write to Herron & Melinda but from what you wrote, I thought perhaps they might be gone to Canada. If they have not gone, give them my love, and Maria.

We did not “get to stay” at Nashville this winter. I had hoped we might. We are too good a marching Division and if they get us wound up, I suppose they will keep us going until we run down. We have done more marching than any other division in the army. Write often while you can for I expect when we march again, our communication will be cut off in rear. Your brother, — H. E. Staley

1862-63: Jacob H. Fellows to Margaret Fellows

I could not find a war-time image of Jacob Fellows but here is one of William Stonerock of the 100th Illinois Infantry (Bobby Green Collection)

The following letters were written by Jacob H. Fellows (1834-1863) of Co. D, 100th Illinois Infantry. He enlisted in the regiment on 30 August 1862 and died of disease (small pox) at Louisville, Kentucky on 13 December 1863. His brother John Fellows (1838-1906) also served in the same company and was wounded in the Battle of Stones River and later discharged for disability. The letter was written to Jacob’s sister, Margaret Elizabeth Fellows (1840-1905) of Plainfield, Will county, Illinois.

Jacob Fellows was described in the muster rolls as a 27 year-old farmer with light hair and blue eyes when he enlisted in 1862. He was married just one week prior to his enlistment to Esther Phillips.

[Note: These letters are from the personal collection of Ryan Martin and were made available for transcription ad publication on Spared & Shared by express consent.]

Letter 1

18 miles east of Nashville, Tennessee
November 15, 1862

Dear Sister,

I take this opportunity to write a few lines to you to let you know how we are. [Brother] John and I are well at the present and hope that this will find you all the same. We are now in camp and have been for five days and we cannot tell when we will leave. We have not been in a fight yet but there is some talk of one now. The army are all marched off to a place where the report is that Morgan has his headquarters. Perhaps they will rout him. I did not go with the boys this time but stayed inn camp.

As to the health of the boys, there is a great many sick in camp. I received your letter and was glad to hear from you. As to our mail being taken, it was, but the sutler had it and there was not one of our boys taken. The mail does not run very steady. It is liable to be taken anytime for the country is full of the guerrilla parties. There is a great many reports of such things that there is no truth in them.

There is a great report in camp about peace being declared but we can’t tell how true it is. If you see any such thing in the papers, write and let us know so we can see what is a going on. We have rather hard times some of the time. We expect to go into winter quarters at Nashville. That is the report.

I have sent several letters and have had no answers from them. I must close for the present. Give my respects to all. Write as soon as you get this and I will answer it. No more. This from your brother till death. Goodbye from J. Fellows

to M. Fellows


Letter 2

Hospital Number 8, Ward No. 4
Nashville, Tennessee
January 28, 1863

Dear sister,

I got your letter today and was glad to hear from you and that you was well. I have got a very bad earache tonight or I would feel good. [Brother] John is a getting well very fast. He was shot in the thigh. Ed F. Hyland was shot in the left breast. Him and John is together. I was up there today and showed him your letter. John is a coming down to my house tomorrow. He said you must direct his letter to me and then I will carry them to him.

Maybe you want me to write all about the Battle [of Stones river] but I can’t. It is too bad to write about. I want you to write all about the folks and what they are a doing.

Peter Countryman is here. He was down here the other day. I have no news to write to you tonight. It is twelve o’clock and I must stop. So good night. Write as soon as you get this. — Jacob Fellows

To Margaret Fellows

Direct your letters to Nashville, Hospital Number 8, Ward Number 4.

1863: Samuel Andrew Baker to Nancy E. Baker

I could not find an image of Samuel but here is one of David E. Brallier (1841-1928) of Kosciusko county, Indiana. He served in Co. B, 44th Indiana Infantry (sometimes under name Brawlier). He enlisted on 22 November 1861 and mustered out at Chattanooga on 14 September 1865. (Ancestry.com)

This letter was written by Samuel Andrew Baker (1844-1865) while serving as a private in Co. E, 44th Indiana Infantry. He enlisted in October 1861 when he was 18 years old. At his enlistment, he was described as a 5’5″ tall, blue-eyed, blond-haired carpenter. He was the son of Joseph W. and Hulday (Convers) Baker of Columbia City, Whitley county, Indiana. Columbia City is about 20 miles WNW of Fort Wayne, Indiana.

He was promoted to a corporal in December 1864 but on 30 January 1865, he was killed in an accident when the train car he was riding in on the way to Athens, Alabama, from Nashville, ran off the track and was smashed by another car. Samuel was the only one killed though five others were wounded. This was on the Knoxville & Chattanooga Railroad near Cleveland, Tennessee. [Source: The Iron Men of Indiana’s 44th Regiment by Margaret Hobson]

Samuel wrote the letter to his older sister, Nancy E. Baker (b. 1842), a school teacher in Columbia City.

Samuel’s Find-A-Grave includes a letter by Baker written from McMinnville, TN, on 26 July 1863. This letter is archived in the Special Collection (online) at the University of Tennessee along with another one written on 28 January 1862 from South Carrollton, Kentucky.

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

Camp 44th Indiana Volunteers
Near Murfreesboro, Tennessee
January 21st 1863

Dear Sister,

I take the present opportunity of writing you a few lines to let you know that I am well hoping the same to you. It has been stormy and wet for a bout two weeks and it is drizzling today. It has been pretty cold a few days. We have plenty to eat now-a-days such as fresh meat. Forage trains go out for forage for the teams and when they go out a good many of the boys go along and after they get outside of the pickets, they go where they please. And when they see a hog or a sheep, they shoot it and skin it and bring it into camp. For my part, I have not gone out yet but I expect I will go out some of these days. I had calculated going out today but there is no train going out today.

I thought I would sit down and write you a letter. I expect that you will have some trouble reading this letter for the ink is poor, being made out of gunpowder. And I expect it will be very apt to fade. But it is the best I can do and if you cannot read it, you will have to let it go without reading, I suppose.

It is awful muddy now in the fields and on the commons and byroads, but the turnpike roads are perfectly solid. The other day four or five of the boys went and got some brick and we have built a fireplace in the tent and it keeps the tent pretty warm.

There was 55 men wounded in our regiment and eight killed and several missing. There was but four wounded in our company and one missing and has not been seen or heard of since Wednesday, the 31st of December. It is supposed that he was taken prisoner. We had watch on New Year’s watching the graybacks across a cornfield about a quarter of a mile across. But that was not quite as pleasant as watching in the Methodist church in C. C. [Columbia City]. But enough of that. It does no good talking about old times. I expect that I will have to stay my three years out anyway. And about that time, you may look for me to be at home. But I can think of no more to write to you that would be interesting for you to read. I will close remaining your affectionate brother, — Samuel A. Baker

P. S. for fear that you cannot make out the date, I will put it here. It is January the 21st, 1863

Write as soon as you get this.

1862: Alfred Marson to Rice Harper

The following letter was written by Sgt. Alfred Marson of Co. C, 24th Ohio Volunteer. Infantry (OVI). Alfred was killed in the Battle of Stones River on 31 December 31, 1862, some six weeks after he datelined this letter from Silver Spring, Tennessee. It’s a business letter so little is revealed about the regiment though it’s the first time I have seen a soldier’s letter used as proof of a transaction and as a receipt for payment. The letter includes a revenue stamp to make it official as a legal transaction.

The 24th Ohio suffered heavily at the Battle of Stones River. They were part of Colonel William Grose’s Brigade and spent the afternoon and evening of December 30th supporting two batteries of the 4th US Artillery. The next day they entered the cotton field where they fought throughout the day until they ran low on ammunition, retreated to the Nashville Pike, and eventually in desperation counterattacked with the bayonet. Many of the regiments non-commissioned officers fell mortally wounded in this advance. Unfortunately for Alfred, few surviving records spell his surname correctly.

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

Camp at Silver Spring, Tennessee
November 18, 1862

Mr. Rice Harper, Esq.
Dear sir,

As I have not had the pleasure of hearing from you for a longtime and having a little business to transact, I thought I would write you a few lines.

I enclose you $25 which I wish you to have placed to my credit with Messrs. Barney, Hubbard & Durbin of your city, taking a certificate therefore which you will please keep for me. You will remember to have done the same thing for me a little over a year ago on the occasion of your visit to Cheat Mountain, Virginia.

Since I had the pleasure of meeting you personally, my health has been reasonably good considering the exigencies of the service of which the 24th Ohio has certainly borne a full share and I hope at the expiration of my term of service to call upon you and render my thanks for your numerous favors in behalf of the soldier.

You will pardon my writing with a lead pencil as it is the only available stock at present.

As I shall be much pleased with a reply, I enclose you some P.O. currency and would esteem it a favor if you would send me a statement of my bank account, and a few P. O. stamps. Believe me yours very truly, — Alfred Marson, Co. C, 24th Ohio Infantry

[written in another hand]

Answered & postage stamps sent, December 5, 1862 — R. H.

This man is said to have been killed at the Battle of Stone River in Tennessee. So says John H. Fordick

The State of Ohio, Erie county.

I, Mary Collop (late Mary Marson), being duly sworn on my oath depose and say that I am the Mother of the late Alfred Marson who was killed at the Battle of Stone River in Tennessee and I also state that the said Alfred, my son, was an unmarried man at the time of his death and that he died interstate leaving no children as I verily believe. I also at this time acknowledge the receipt of Rice Harper of the sum of fifty dollars money left in his hands for safe keeping by my son Alfred before his disease. Sandusky, August 28th 1865. — Mary Collop

Subscribed and sworn to before me this 28th day of August, 1865 — T. N. Barker, J. D.

1862-64: Diary of William Henry Hughes, 1st Louisiana Cavalry

A Carte-de-visit of Elliott W. Mudge of Co. A and the 2.5×4 inch diary of William Henry Hughes of Co. H, 1st Louisiana (Confederate) Cavalry.

The following diary was sent to me for transcription by Sarah Prathers of Ringgold, Georgia, who found it among her great-grandmother’s possessions. She did not know who wrote it. Circumstantial evidence derived from the diary in question leads me to assert that it was maintained during the American Civil War by William Henry Hughes (1846-1917), the progeny of Dr. James Neville Hughes (1804-1874) and Louisa Adaline Russell (1805-1856). Henry’s father, a graduate of Transylvania University in Lexington in 1824, served as a surgeon for the Confederacy. By 1850, he was residing in Louisville, where he practiced medicine and held three enslaved individuals within his household.

From the diary and Confederate Muster Rolls we learn that Henry enlisted in Co. H, 1st Louisiana Cavalry while Bragg’s army occupied Frankfort in mid-September 1863.

Seeking additional corroboration, I asked my friend Dan Masters to read the first few pages of the diary after I had transcribed them, which included the Battle of Stones River, and he told me that, “the accounts seem consistent with a trooper in the 1st Louisiana Cavalry which was attached to General John Pegram’s brigade during the Stones River campaign. They also marched into Kentucky with Kirby Smith’s army in August and his diary accounts square with a soldier in mid Kentucky, likely with Kirby Smith’s army. His mention of witnessing the inauguration of Richard Hawes [in Frankfort] cinched it for me.”

The following obituary was found for Henry, written by his sister: “He was born at what is now Pendleton Station in Henry county, Kentucky in February 1846. At the age of 14, he left the home of his brother in Evansville, Indiana, and went to reside with his oldest sister on the Hughes Plantation in Jefferson county, Kentucky. The unhappy war between the states was then imminent, secession ordinances having been passed by several of the Southern commonwealths, and we were all ardently in sympathy with them—none more than William or “Billy” as he was always called in the home circle. He sought permission to join the Confederate army, but this my father refused, saying that when the services of mere boys were needed old men would would likewise be in demand and they, father and son, would enlist together. The youth did not regard this as very emphatic prohibition, or perhaps he felt that with or without parental consent he must emulate his ancestors and let his country’s call take precedence of every other. At all events, he left Kentucky in the first regiment of volunteers commanded by Colonel Blanton Duncan, and was in a camp of instruction at Richmond, Va., when the first conflict between the armies took place at Big Bethel. His term of enlistment was for one year, and the end of which time he was discharged and made his way home alone and on foot, from Abingdon, Va., a distance of four hundred miles…The only engagement in which he participated in Virginia was at Dranesville, hostilities then having been practically suspended after the defeat of the Federal forces at Bull Run until June 1862. He remained in retirement for several months—for in defiance of her proclaiming neutrality Kentucky had been occupied by U. S. troops for some time and wearers of the gray were by no means safe there, while breaking through the lines into the Confederacy was extremely hazardous.

The 2.5×4″ diary of Billy Hughes, Co. H, 1st Louisiana Cavalry

He re-enlisted during the Bragg invasion of Kentucky, this time in the First Louisiana Regiment of Cavalry, and remained in the service until the end of the war, though he was transferred by request into the First Kentucky Cavalry Regiment in _____, his officers being Col. William Campbell Preston Breckinridge of Williams’ Division; Wheeler’s Corps. He participated in the Battles of Perryville, Murfreesboro, Chickamauga, Missionary Ridge, Resaca, Dalton, and Atlanta and was with Breckinridge’s and Ivison’s command when they captured the Federal Gen. Stoneman—a brilliant feat, beside the smaller engagements at Saltville, where he received a slight wound, and at Bentonville, the last conflict of the shameful, because unnecessary conflict. He was among the very youngest soldiers in Southern army being only a little past nineteen when mustered out of the service. Col. Breckinridge pronounced him and my cousin, George T. Smith, the best soldiers in his command.”

Though the account predates Hughes’ enlistment in the regiment, readers are referred to an article published by Derrick Lindow entitled, “Riding with Scott’s Louisiana Cavalry” on 6 December 2022.


Diary

September 16, 1862—Joined with B. Russell’s Company cavalry regiment, Gen. Humphrey Wright’s Brigade. Heard the rumor that Stonewall Jackson had been defeated 3 times with a loss of 15 thousand killed and wounded and prisoners and had been driven from Maryland. Gen. Lee wounded. Gen. Reno killed. Also that Gen. Buckner had been defeated at Munfordville with a loss of 800.

September 18, 1862—Nothing unusual. Conflicting rumors with respect to the movements of the armies. Lieutenant James McGimsey [Co. H, 1st Louisiana Cavalry]

September 19, 1862—Nothing definite with regard to news from Virginia. Number of killed at Munfordville 36, wounded 241. Capt. said 4,000 prisoners, arms, accoutrements, and camp equipage. Federal loss unknown. Succeed in having the old engine to go and getting her ready for use. Called on Uncle S. Sneed and [stayed] to dinner. All strong now aside from that very agreeable people.

September 20, 1862—First train started for Lexington at 9 o’clock. Took supper with cousin Billy Russell [illegible]

September 21, 1862—Nothing unusual today. Supper with cousin [ ] Russell.

September 22, 1862—Heard rumor that Stonewall Jackson had been defeated with a loss of 19,000 killed and wounded and 20,000 prisoners. Federal loss unknown. Talked with a young man from Florida—very patriotic indeed. Col. Jesse returned from New Castle with two prisoners [and] about small arms, accoutrements 23 and paroled about 45 prisoners and lost two men killed, 5 wounded. Attended the hop at the ___pitch Hotel. All the southern ladies of Frankfort present.

September 23, 1862—Preston Smith’s men pass through town on the way to join Bragg.

September 24, 1862—Read Lincoln’s proclamation of the [date] to free all the slaves in [illegible]. Heard in town that Lee is on Arlington Heights with his army and the white flag is flying over the Capitol at Washington.

September 25, 1862—Started for Christian [ ] with [ ] Russell and John Rodman. Took supper in…with a clever Southern Rights man. Had a wagon and two horses. We arrived to Christian 10 o’clock at night.

September 26, 1862—Stayed with an [illegible]. Took dinner with a Mr. Hall and supper also. Found several person who were formerly acquainted with—Pa amongst them. Mrs. Hall who was a Miss Merrick. Made the acquaintance of Miss Marshall, an ultra rebel and gloried in the name. Visited Thornton Meriwether [Shelby county]. Staid in [ ].

September 27, 1862—Lodged last night with Mr. Hall in [ ] Left about 8 o’clock…on the way with [ ]. Mr. Hall did not go…I was today presented with a little black mule formerly the property of Uncle Sam.

September 28, 1862—Stayed last night with Mr. Levi Smith, and old acquaintance of us. [ ] Mrs. Garrett, an old friend of M____ also, Miss Smith—a very good looking young lady. Went over to the valley in the evening.

September 29, 1862—Rode over to [ ] on my little black mule. Left [ ] for [___ville] and arrived there about dark. Found Uncle…

September 30, 1862—Lodged at Uncle J____’s again last night. Skirmished… In the evening, left Simpsonville for Frankfort and rode until 4 o’clock and stopped at [ ].

October 1, 1862—Arrived at Frankfort about 2 o’clock. Collins and Stevensons’ Divisions passed through the town. Citizens held a [ ], eating well; addressed by Juda [?]. John Rodman, S. I. ___ and Capt. G_____, about 25 new volunteers amongst them… Gen. Kirby Smith, Stevenson, _____ and William P. arrived from Lexington.

October 2, 1862—Gen. Bragg and staff arrived in town.

Portrait of Kentucky Confederate Governor Richard Hawes, painted by Harold Collins

October 3, 1862—Witnessed the inauguration of the provisional government at the State House and heard Harris Marshall speak [ ] on which…

October 4, 1862—Arrived at Versailles.

October 5, 1862—Ate breakfast in town….turned on the Harrodsburg Pike.

October 6, 1862—Camped last night under the “broad canopy of Heaven.” Got breakfast with a Mr. Hill and started. Forded Kentucky River. Passed through Pleasant Hill, the seat of high society called ____.

October 7, 1862—Lodged last night with Dr. Campbell four miles from Hebron.

October 8, 1862—Wednesday. Starting for Camp Dick Robinson.

October 9, 1862—Thursday. Arrived at Camp Robinson. Was aroused from our slumber to find the Federal….

October 10, 1862—Nothing unusual. Cold rain.

October 11, 1862—Saturday. Returned to camp. Nothing unusual.

October 12, 1862—Sunday. Talked with some Yankee prisoners…

October 13, 1862—…parts unknown….night and camped…two miles of Crab tree.

October 14, 1862—Tuesday. Rose early. Fed my mule and started on the way again…

October 15, 1862—Wednesday. Left early in the morning . Stopped a few miles of town and fed our horses.

October 16, 1862—Thursday. Henry Hughes

October 17, 1862—Friday. Started back on the same…well before day, took on foot. Passed through town a little before dusk. Found the country underused.

October 18, 1862—Saturday. Left camp early for Montville. Still on foot. Pass through Stubenville and Montville and camped a mile…

October 19, 1862—Sunday…in the afternoon.

October 21, 1862—Tuesday. Passed through Livingston on the way to Sparta.

October 22, 1862—Wednesday. Marched about 15 miles and camped.

October 23, 1862—Thursday. Nothing unusual.

October 24, 1862—Friday. …Capt. Robinson and Lt. Harper. Archibald Rober[ ]…

October 31, 1862—Friday. Started early and arrived at camp about..

November 1st. Marched about 5 miles and camped near Winkertown [?].

November 2, 1862—Sunday. Relieved from guard…

November 24, 1862—Monday. Started for South ___ville. Arrived in there at 4 o’clock p.m. Had a brush with the Federals, took one prisoner and returned to the camp last …marched 35 miles.

November 25, 1862—Tuesday. Started at [ ] o’clock for Burkesville…

November 25th 1862—Wednesday. Crossed the…on the edge of Monroe county, Ky.

November 27th 1862—Thursday. Marched about 20 miles and camped.

November 28, 1862—Friday. Detailed for picket guard. Alex Laughlin.

November 29, 1862—Saturday. Marched about 20 miles and camped.

November 30, 1862—Sunday. Marched about 9 miles.

December 1, 1862–Monday. Rained all night.

December 2, 1862—Tuesday..

December 4, 1862—Thursday. Cold and clear. We marched through a fine country…Camped within two miles of Murfreesboro.

December 5, 1862—Friday. Through Murfreesboro and camped two miles on the Nashville Pike.

December 6, 1862—Saturday. Went back to N and turned [ ] the Lebanon Pike.

December 7th 1862—Nothing.

December 8, 1862—Nothing happened unusual.

December 9, 1862—Moved camp 5 miles.

December 13, 1862—On picket.

December 16, 1862—Tuesday.

December 17, 1862—Still on picket.

December 19, 1862—Friday. Passed by the scene of a recent skirmish between 4 thousand Feds and 1 company of Wheeler’s cavalry.

December 23, 1862—Tuesday. Heard the glorious news from Virginia. Buoyed us up considerably.

December 25, 1862—Thursday. Passed off quietly. Heard heavy firing towards Lavergne on the 26th.

January 6, 1863—Since date of last [ ] we have been in a constant whirl of excitement. Only two nights of sleep and the whole time the rest spent on picket [ ] in time of battle. Ominous silence prevailed along the whole line on the 29th and on the 31st our cavalry made a charge on the Federal camp capturing 9 army wagons which with provisions, two ambulances and about 280 prisoners with the loss of 9 men wounded and three horses.

On Friday the 2nd the company was on picket and while we were out, the regiment engaged the enemy for about two hours, losing about 6 men wounded. In the first part of the engagement, the Federals were driven about a mile leaving the corn field covered with overcoats, blankets, &c. but they received reinforcements and forced the Rebels back to the former position. On Saturday night 3rd, the army commenced retreating. It is impossible to give an estimate of the loss of either side during the different engagements. It is said that we captured 48 pieces of artillery in all and 4500 prisoners and if this is approximately the truth, we have gained a brilliant victory on the whole.

January 6th. We encountered [ ] Mullin’s regiment or we learned from a party [. ] taken afterwards [ ] with him. We had a smashing little fight yesterday about 6 miles from ____ow lasting over three hours. In our regiment, [ ] killed, 9 wounded, 13 taken prisoners…3 good shots at them about 2 [pencil smudged and illegible]…that about 300 Fed. Cavalry were between us and our army but it turned out they are not scott free.

January 7th [1863]—Ordered to East Tennessee.

January 22nd [1863]—Thursday. Have been at Kingston, Tenn. nearly a week. Crossed two ranges of mountains on the way here. Forage is very scarce for horses. Nearly starved. Men living on corn bread and beef.

January 31st [1863]—Saturday. Camped out of the world in East Tennessee.

February 5, 1863—[smudged and illegible].

March 31st, 1863—Tuesday. Got a terrible whipping at Somerset [Kentucky]. [See Battle of Somerset (or Dutton’s Hill)] Escaped with about 100 others and after roaming through the woods about an hour, found ourselves cut off.


General Pegram led approximately 1,550 cavalry supported by a three-piece battery of artillery across the Cumberland River at Stigall’s Ferry on March 22. The Confederate column consisted of the 1st Louisiana, 1st Georgia, 1st and 2nd Tennessee Regiments, 16th Battalion Tennessee Cavalry, (less two companies left behind in Tennessee), 1st Florida Cavalry (3 mounted companies), and Huwald’s Tennessee Battery of mule-drawn mountain howitzers. By making an orderly march through Somerset, the populace was led to believe that Pegram was leading the forefront of a Confederate invasion of central Kentucky.

April 1, 1863—Wednesday. Crossed the [ ] River after [ ] all night and marched to the South Fork.

April 2, 1863—Thursday. Crossed the South Fork and marched to within [ ] miles of Monterey.

April 3, 1863—Friday. Arrived at camp on foot much to the surprise of all.

April 5, 1863—Sunday. Looked over the diary of the war up to the battle of Galveston Front… to be 24,000 at Fredericksburg, 21,400 at Sharpsburg. 20,241 [ ], 14,555 Shiloh. 19357 2nd Battle of Manassas, 15,600 at Seven Pines, 10,667 at Berryville, 6100 Boonsboro Gap, 6600 Corinth, 5770 Manassas, 5052 Fort Donelson, 4438, and Vicksburg 1170. From this it appears that the battle of Murfreesboro is the bloodiest one of the war thus far.

April 6, 1863—Monday. Difficulties between Gen. Pegram and Col. Scott. Col. Scott goes to Knoxville today to be tried by court martial trial. 1 On guard today.

1 After the Battle of Dutton’s Hill, General Pegram ordered the arrest of Colonel Scott, court-martialing him for cursing a superior officer. Although found guilty, Colonel Scott received a light reprimand from General S. B. Buckner before being returned to command a brigade of cavalry.

April 9, 1863—Thursday. Moved camp 10 miles. Got on a bender and thereby received punishment in the shape of double extra duty.

April 11, 1863—Saturday. Marching up again yesterday. Still….on guard…

April 16th 1863—Thursday. Moved camp again yesterday.

April 18, 1863—Saturday. Had a mess of ____tion for breakfast.

April 21st, 1863—Tuesday. At Albany on the retreat from Kentucky on foot with my feet blistered and in bad spirits.

April 22nd 1863—Wednesday. Bought a horse for 900 dollars and lost him in less than four hours. On guard.

April 27, 1863—Monday. Heard firing in the direction of Celina [TN].

April 28, 1863—Tuesday. Left Albany [KY], Marched about 12 miles and camped. Mr. Dyer came into camp. Brought letters from home. First since leaving there.

May 1st 1863—Friday. Was a beautiful day. The birds caroled sweetly from trees…Madam Rumor says the great battle which was ended last January by the retreat of the Confederate forces has been reversed. We all have confidence in Bragg’s abilities and are expecting every day to hear good news from Murfreesboro and Virginia.

May 7th 1863—Thursday. Camped at Clinton, Tenn. Rumored that our armies in Virginia had gained a glorious victory [at Chancellorsville]. Stonewall Jackson and [ ] wounded.

May 12, 1863—Tuesday. Entered Kentucky. The following appeared in the ____ville Register of March 24th.

SOLDIERS and SURGEONS of Hospitable. Please notice my son William Henry Hughes, a lad of 17, left Louisville, Kentucky, and went to Frankfort in September last to enlist in the Confederate Army since which time I have heard nothing of him. He is doubtless in the army somewhere unless he has been killed in battle or has gone into some hospital. I could never learn what regiment he joined. Any friend of mine or person who can give me any information of this boy will do me a great kindness and relieve the anxiety of an affectionate mother and sister by writing to me concerning him and directing to Ringgold, Georgia. — Jas. N. Hughes, Asst. Surgeon Bragg Hospital

May 15, 1863—Friday. Encamped within 13 miles Monticello. Living on corn bread and bacon.

May 19th, 1863—Tuesday. Reading “the Ruby Cross” by Emma Gamon [?]

May 20th 1863—Wednesday. Various rumors are afloat in camp which are all too good to be true. One is that Lee has given the Yankees an awful drubbing, that “Stonewall” is dead, and that the federal loss was 40,000 very moderate. I wish it had been 140,000. Another rumor says that Price whipped them soundly in Missouri. The latest says Kirby Smith defeated the enemy at Alexandria.

May 21, 1863—Thursday. Report of the capture of Port Hudson and Jackson, Mississippi by federals.

May 25th 1863—On picket at Newell’s Ferry. Yankee pickets in sight on the opposite bank of the river. reported capture of 14,400 prisoners at Jackson by Joseph E. Johnston.

May 28, 1863—Thursday. Relieved from picket and returned to camp.

May 29, 1863—Friday. Read the federal account of the battle at Vicksburg in the Cincinnati Commercial. Also heard that a dispatch arrived to Gen. Pegram stating that 16,000 federal prisoners had been captured and that Grant’s army was hemmed in closely on all sides. Don’t know which to believe.

May 30, 1863—Saturday. Yankees crossed the river and captured about 20 of our pickets.

May 31, 1863—Sunday. Started for East Tennessee.

June 3rd 1863—Wednesday. arrived at Kingston.

June 19th 1863—Friday. Marched to Lenoir Station in pursuit of the federals. They captured about 75 prisoners and burnt the depot commissary stores and ammunition. About 10 o’clock a gun was fired in front which frightened the horses and men being nearly all asleep. A stampede ensued the like of which I never seen or heard of. About 50 men were thrown and the rest run about a mile before they could be rallied. It was the first time I lost my gun on the [ ].

June 20, 1863—Saturday. Marched to Knoxville. arrived there after the fight was lover. Left Knoxville after dark and camped about 8 miles from town.

June 21st, 1863—Sunday. This morning I found my horse back to man in Knoxville to proceed so started back to Kingston. Stopped for the night with Mr. Maroney, one of a few Southern Rights men in this country.

June 22nd 1863—Monday. Arrived at Camp worn out.

June 29, 1863—Left Kingston for [ ] in the wagon.

July 19th 1863—Released from the [ ].

July 22, 1863—Heard that Richmond had fallen into the hands…

July 28th 1863—Monday. Encamped at ___ord, Tenn. Thhe regiment left Jacksboro on the 17th for Kentucky via Big Creek Gap.

July 30, 1863—Heard of Nancy’s death. Also of a fight at Manassas Gap.

August 7th 1863—Started for Rville. Left Russellville for Sneedville.

August 9th, 1863—Sunday. Arrived at Sneedville. Do not know the object of our trip.

August 14, 1863—Thursday. Left Sneedville. Arrived at Russellville.

August 16, 1863—Marched to Morristown.

August 17, 1863—Took the cars for Knoxville and arrived there at dark.

August 18, 1863—Took cars for Concord and marched from [ ] Spring and stopped for night.

August 19, 1863—Arrived at camp. Casualties on the last trip in Co. H, wounded 20, missing don’t know who among the missing are killed and wounded.

August 25th—Tuesday. Moved camp to Robertsville.

August 26th—Wednesday. Started for Loudon. Crossed river at Black’s Ford. Camped near Campbell’s Station.

August 21st 1863—Turned my horse over to the government.

August 30th 1863—Heard a sermon from Mr. Swindle [?], our chaplain.

September 1st 1863—Monday. Passed through Sweet Water and Athens.

September 2, 1863—Arrived at Charleston 3 o’clock in p.m. Loudon Bridge….skirmishers.

September 3rd 1863—Drew a horse and reported to the regiment 7 miles from town on the Athens Road.

September 5th, 1863—Saturday. Regiment in line of battle all night. Detailed as sharpshooter.

September 6th 1863—Sunday. In line of battle again last night. Fell back to Charleston. Col. Scott skirmishing with the Yanks at Sweet Water.

September7th 1863—Monday. In line of battle till 12 o’clock last night. Hear that Scott was falling back [ ] place.

September 8th 1863—Tuesday. Burnt the [ ] bridge at Potylock [?] this morning and retreated to Cleveland. Fall back to U____ and laid in line of battle till 12 o’clock. Detailed as artillery guard. Marched to Georgeville Gap [?].

September 9th. Detailed as courier for Gen. Johnston. Carried a dispatch to Gen. [Alexander] Stewart.

September 10th, 1863—Thursday. Reported to the regiment. Found the Yankees ahead of us.

September 11th 1863—Friday. On picket last night. Had some heavy skirmishing with the enemy.

September 12th 1863—Saturday. Rear guard again. Marched into LaGrange and…

September 13th 1863—Sunday. Whipped [Thomas L.] Crittenden out. Heard that [Alexander M.] McCook was on the Rome Road.

September 14, 1863—Monday. No fighting.

September 17, 1863—Thursday. Left camp and marched 10 miles on the Chattanooga road.

September 18, 1863—Cavalry of our….

September 19, 1863—Hard fight at Chickamauga. Lost two horses in our regiment and several men and horses struck by spent missiles. Heard gen. Preston Smith was killed.

September 20, 1863—Sunday. Fighting again. Gen. Hood lost a leg. Gens. [William B.] Bate and [Helm?] killed. Gen. Garland mortally wounded. Captured the enemy fortifications.

September 21st 1863—Monday. No fighting. Guard prisoners to the rear. Enemy retreating.

September 22, 1863—Tuesday. Enemy making a stand at Chattanooga. No fighting. Skirmish near Chattanooga.

September 23, 1863—Wednesday. Camped in same spot.

September 28, 1863—Monday. Started on a hunt for stragglers. Camped near Ringgold.

October 1st 1863—Thursday. Marched to Villanova.

October 3, 1853—Saturday. Camped near Fulton.

October 5, 1863—Monday. Returned to camp on Missionary Ridge.

October 8, 1863—Thursday. Detailed courier for Longstreet.

Entry for 10 October 1863—“Escorted Pres. Davis on a review of the Army Tenn.” Davis traveled to Missionary Ridge to personally review the troops and to praise their bravery at Chickamauga. When Davis arrived at the headquarters of the Army of Tennessee overlooking Chattanooga on October 9, 4 of Bragg’s corps commanders called for his replacement. Addressing the army the next day, Davis reminded them that “obedience was the first duty of a soldier” and “prompt, unquestioning obedience” of superiors “could not be too highly commended.” He then confidently predicted that the Army of Tennessee would soon “plant our banners permanently on the banks of the Ohio.”

October 10, 1863—Saturday. Escorted President Davis on a review of the Army of Tennessee.

October 17, 1863—Went to Dalton to drive cattle.

October 20, 1863—Sunday. Returned to Tennessee with 400 head.

October 28, 1863—Wednesday. Gen. Jenkins engaged the enemy for three hours and a half. Finally repulsed losing [ ]00 men.

October 29, 1863—Thursday. Shelled the enemy from Lookout Mountain.

November 5, 1863—Thursday. Reported to the regiment.

November 12, 1863—Thursday. Heavy firing towards Chattanooga.

November 13, 1863—Friday. Paid off.

November 23, 1863—Monday. Reported to Gen. Bragg.

November 24, 1863—Tuesday. Sent to Gen. Hardee for duty. Picketed on the Cleveland Railroad.

November 25, 1863—Wednesday. The Yankees charged our position and were repulsed three times but finally forced us to retire to the top of the hill. Loss two men wounded. Fell back to the station.

November 26, 1863—Thursday. Marched to Ringgold.

November 27, 1863—Friday. Drove the Yankees back with a real loss variously estimated at 1500 to 2500.

Saturday and Sunday on picket between Ringgold and Tenn. Hill [?].

November 30, 1863—Monday. Marched to Dalton.

December 1, 1863—Tuesday. Went to [ ] to recruit our horses and have them shod.

December 25, 1863—Saturday. Passes away with unnatural. Chicken and biscuits.

December 29th 1863—Wednesday. Joseph E. Johnson took command of the Army of Tennessee. Moved camp and went into winter quarters.

January 29, 1864—Ordered to saddle up and be ready to march at a moment’s warning. Yanks were advancing in Rome.

January 30, 1864—Friday—Still in camp awaiting orders.

February 9, 1864—Left camp for the [ ] to [ ] our horses.

February 10, 1864—Wednesday. Passed through Calhoun. Voted for members of Congress. Passed through Adairsville and camped 4 miles below…

February 14, 1864—Saturday. Camped within two miles of [ ].

February 15, 1864—Sunday. Left M. for Jackson, Alabama. Camped in a wayside village, name unknown. On guard.

February 16, 1864—Monday. Granted a furlough for six days starting tomorrow.

February 17, 1864–[ ]

February 19, 1864—Left [ ] for camp.

February 20, 1864—Saturday. Around camp.

February 21, 1864—Sunday. Entered Alabama. Crossed [ ] river.

February 22, 1864— Rested all day.

February 23, 1864—Marched about [ ] miles, crossed Big T. river. J. W. Hughes had my clothes, saddle and blankets [ ]

February 24, 1864—Marched to the foot of [ ] Mountain.

February 25, 1864—Crossed [ ] Mountain. Are 5 miles of [ ].

February 29, 1864—Monday. Left Talladaga for [ ]. Marched about 13 miles…

March 1, 1864—Tuesday. Crossed the Coosa river. Cold rain accompanied by some unpleasant wind. Almost froze to death. Paif $2 for a two bladed pocket knife.

March 2, 1864—Wednesday. Weather clear and cold.

March 3, 1864—Thursday. Had an [ ] change of “base” which we enjoyed “____”.

March 4, 1864—Slight rain.

March 6, 1864—Sunday. Washed and changed clothes.

March 7, 1864—Monday. Slight rain.

March 14, 1864—Monday. Attended the grand military ball at the Harpersville [?] Masonic Hall. 15 ladies present…

May 1, 1864—Sunday. Rained last night and today. Returned to camp.

May 2, 1864—Monday. Yankees advanced on Tunnel Hill but retired after a little skirmishing.

May 3, 1864—Tuesday. Firing in front.

May 4, 1864—Wednesday. In line of battle. Also on the 5th.

May 6, 1864—Saddled and awaiting orders.

May 7, 1864—Saturday. Had a sharp little fight at Tunnel Hill. Nobody hurt. Started in the direction of Lafayette. Camped near Dalton.

May 8, 1864—Sunday. Went to Dug Hollow Gap at ten o’clock. The Yankees attacked the Gap at about 3 o’clock with a largely superior force, ours consisting of the 2nd and 1st Arkansas, and [Breckenridge’s dismounted cavalry]. They were repulsed four times when night put an end to the conflict. We then marched to Resaca and from there on the 9th to Snake [Creek] Gap where we [ ] in large force and kept up a running fight of about two hours, we retreating upon Resaca, which place the Yankees attacked about 5 o’clock a.m. but were repulsed. Out on picket.

Cavalrymen exchange shots during the fighting near Snake Creek Gap. Library of Congress

May 10, 1864—Tuesday. In line of battle 2.5 miles from Resaca. Heavy rain.

May 11, 1864—Wednesday. In line of battle all night in the rain. Marched 5 Res [?] about three o’clock unsaddled and rested all night.

May 12, 1864—Thursday. Yankees advanced in the morning. Heavy firing in the direction of Dalton. [illegible] Yankees advanced to the [ ] near Resaca. Unsaddled [ ] all night.

May 13, 1864—Friday. In line of battle near Resaca. Fight opened about seven thirty. Yankees charging our pickets. We fought them four hours and retired across the river, turned the Yanks over to the infantry. Lieutenant one one man in my company wounded. Heavy skirmishing in front of Resaca in the evening.

May 14, 1864—Saturday. Detailed to [ ]. Skirmishing in front. The Yankees were repulsed on the right by [Benjamin F.] Cheatham’s and [Patrick] Cleburne’s Divisions. Brigade on picket near Calhoun.

The Battle of Resaca by James Walker was stored for many years in various locations, but was re-discovered in 2010.

May 15, 1864—Sunday. Look about after stragglers through the wagon camps. Yanks captured [Gen.] Hindman’s [Division] Hospital.

May 16, 1864—Monday. Army on retreat. Light skirmishing near Calhoun. Yankees repulsed. Went to Adairsville.

May 17, 1864—Tuesday. Heavy firing in the rear.

May 18, 1864—Wednesday. Army falls back to Kingston.

May 19, 1864—Thursday. Went to Cassville [ ].

May 20, 1864—Went to Altoona and camped.

May 21, 1864—Saturday. At Altoona.

May 24, 1864—Tuesday. Left Altoona and arched in the direction of Dallas and Powder Springs. Heard firing towards the new front.

May 25, 1864—Wednesday. Went to [ ]. Skirmishing.

May 26, 1864—Thursday. [ ] prisoners.

May 27, 1864—Friday. Skirmishing heavily in the evening. Came near being [ ].

May 28, 1864—Saturday. Skirmishing again…

May 30, 1864—Monday. The enemy opened [ ] of artillery and musketry about 9 o’clock last night which was [ ]. Quiet reigned along the line all day.

May 31, 1864—Tuesday. Opened about 6 o’clock on the left but with unimportant results.

June 1, 1864—Wednesday. Brisk cannonading.

June 2, 1864—Thursday. Light skirmishing. Yanks moving.

June 3, 1864—Friday. Light skirmishing. Heavy rain…

June 13, 1864—Heavy skirmishing in front.

June 14, 1864—Gen. Polk killed by a shot.

1863: Lewis Morton Hunter to Hattie E. Hunter

I could not find an image of Lewis but here is one of Robert Whittaker who served with him in Co. H, 37th Indiana Infantry

The following letter was written by Lewis Morton Hunter, the son of Lewis M. Hunter (1806-1859) and Maria Martin (1836-1914) of Jackson, Decatur county, Indiana. Lewis wrote the letter to his younger sister, Harriet (Hannah”) Elizabeth Hunter (1845-1920).

Lewis enlisted on 18 October 1861 as a private in Co. H, 37th Indiana Infantry. He survived the war and mustered out three years later on 27 October 1864. In his letter he refers to his brother Sgt. Joseph Hunter (1834-1880) who served in Co. E, 82nd Indiana Infantry.

In his letter, Lewis provides a brief sketch of the Battle of Stones River in which his regiment played a part, being in Negley’s Division of Rosecrans’ Army of the Cumberland. The 37th was up early in line of battle on the frosty morning of December 31st 1862, when “scarcely clear daylight…the awful roar of cannon, and the sharp rattle of thousands of rifles told us plainly that the battle had begun” on its right. In Dan Master’s recently published book, “Hell by the Acre,” (page 361): “Negley’s men spent the first few hours of the battle as spectators to the disaster on the right. As the roar of the battle ‘drew louder and louder, evidently directing itself somewhat at our rear. we began to choke in the throat, to think of home, and wondering if our turn would come soon,; recalled Henry Haynie of the 19th Illinois. ‘The right was not so far off and we could see the enemy doubling up the boys in blue. We could hear the hoarse shriek of the shell, the swift rattle of musketry, the sound of buzzing bullets. the impact of solid shot, the chug when human forms were hit, the yells of pain, cries of agony, the fearful groans and encouraging words and the death gasps of which told of those who had reported to the God of Battles.'”

It wasn’t long before the boys of the 37th saw a “great crowd of demoralized soldiers running to the rear” and they were ordered to pile knapsacks and form a line in a cedar thicket about one mile to the right of the Nashville Pike and ordered “to check, and hold in check the advancing enemy.” But the regiment “had scarcely got into position when the Confederates, flushed with their success on our right, assailed the 37th with all the pride and determination of the Southern soldiers. The conflict was fierce, close, and bloody.” After repulsing the enemy three times, the 37th fell back, “passing over the ground that had been fought over by troops in its rear, unknown to the regiment.” [Source: Regimental History by George H. Puntenney, 1896]

From the jacket cover of Dan Master’s book, “Hell by the Acre” published by Savas Beatie in 2024.

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Camp near Murfreesboro
January 25, 1863

Dear Sister,

I take this opportunity this Sabbath morning to write you a few lines to let you know that I am well and I sincerely hope that this will find you in the enjoyment of good health. It is raining today. It rains most of the time this winter. We have had very little snow this winter and very little cold weather.

The 82nd [Indiana Infantry] is camped close to us. I get to see Jos. often. He is well and looks well in soldier clothes. Captain Kendrick died yesterday with the fever. He was a brave and gallant man. I have remailed John’s letters to him and wrote to him but got no answer since the first letter that I got from him. He was then in the Convalescent Camp in Nashville.

January 26th. Joseph and Dan Baker come over and I stopped writing till today. Dan was just come from Nashville. He saw John in town. His health is some better. He has left the Convalescent Camp and I don’t know where he is now. If you write to him, direct to Nashville P. O., Tennessee. But perhaps he has written to you and that you know where he is.

But another subject. I will send my likeness to you as soon as I can get it taken but that may be a long time and military life is very uncertain. I will sed you money sometime for you to send me your likeness. I am glad that you got them rings that I sent to you. I made them. The red one I made in Alabama. I heard from John’s letter that you had gone out to Ripley to Mother’s so I will send this letter to Elrod’s. When you write, write a long letter and tell me how much you learned this winter at school and how you get along and all the news. You don’t know how bad I want to see you, my sister Hattie, but as a soldier, I must be contented with a soldier’s lot to be always at my post in defense of our glorious country.

You have heard of our fighting and of the great Battle of Stones River and how we whipped Braxton Bragg and the rebels and his retreat in the night and of our brave men that fell. The 37th [Indiana Infantry] fought on the last day of the old year and the second of the new. The last day that we fought, we charged on the rebels whipping them and drove them from the field with great slaughter. They was on both sides of the river. The Federals crossed the river on double quick, charged into the woods and captured the rebel battery. The day was ours. We whipped them badly. Our first day’s fight we come near being all captured. We was nearly surrounded. We passed over rebel dead to get out. I was in the hottest of the fight and the air was full of bullets but I did not get a scratch or a mark on me.

Farewell for this time. From L. M. Hunter

To his sister Hattie E. Hunter

1863: John Ingerson to Tirsa A. (Palmer) Ingerson

The following letter was written by John Ingerson (1837-1913), the son of Alvin C. Ingerson (1815-1857) and Tirza A. Palmer (1816-1895) of Sycamore, Wyandot county, Ohio. John’s obituary, published in the Marion Star on 2 July 1913, states that he was a “veteran of the Civil War who was wounded and disfigured for life in the battle of Gettysburg…when a shell hit him in the face, cutting his upper lip and terribly disfiguring him.” He served three years and eight months; was with Sherman on his march to the sea. After the war, he followed the occupation of a farmer in Sycamore. John served in Co. G though his grave marker says “Co. C.”

In this letter, John describes the Battle of Stones River to his mother, giving the names of killed and wounded. Readers are referred to Dan Master’s article entitled, “Yelling like fiends incarnate”—the opening moments of Stones River published on 3 May 2020.

I could not find an image of John but here is a tintype of Winfield “Scott” Stevens (left) and Samuel Oscar Chamberlain (right) who were cousins and served together in Co. E, 49th Ohio Volunteer Infantry (OVI). Scott was wounded in the Battle of Stones River on 31 December 1862 and be discharged in May 1863. Samuel served out his entire term and reenlisted as a veteran.

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In camp four miles south of Murfreesboro, [Tennessee]
Monday morning, January 12th 1863

Well, Mother, I thought I would try and write you a few lines to let you know that I am still alive yet but I tell you, it was close work on the 31st of last month for we was surprised by the Rebels and they shot so fast that he balls felt like hail on us and we had to fall back about three miles and by the time we had done that, we was pretty badly scattered. Our colonel was taken prisoner but he got away. R. L. Hudson and J[ames] R. Ingerson and [Amos E.] Kitchen and our 2nd Lieutenant [Isaac H. White] and several of the other boys that you don’t know were taken prisoners and now is supposed are a Chattanooga.

Now I will try and [tell] you was killed. Our Lieutenant-Colonel [Levi Drake] and J[oseph] J. Basom and two of our color guards and Post Wate, a feller that worked for John Lofton. In all that was killed made twenty-one in our regiment. I helped to bury nineteen of them. There was thirty-six wounded in our regiment but the doctor thinks that they all will get well. I hope so.

The fight lasted five days. Now, Mother, I hope this will wind it up. You wrote to me and wanted to know if you should express those things of mine. I say no, but I will tell you what to do the first time you get a chance. Send them by anyone, then send them to me. Now I must close for this time. Write soon and direct your letters in care of Capt. [Luther M.] Strong, Company G, 49th Regiment Ohio Volunteers, USA, by the way of Louisville, Tennessee. Now do write soon and give me all of the news that is on Sycamore and tell me where Ambrose is. I want you to tell to A. Coughey to write me a letter. This from John Ingerson to Tirsa A. Ingerson. So goodbye for this time.

1863: James David Gornto to Susan (Allen) Gornto

The following letter was written by James David Gornto (b. 1841) of Co. C, 4th Florida Infantry. James mustered into the company at Fort St. Marks, Florida, on 5 September 1861. He was with his company until 25 November 1863 when he was taken prisoner on Missionary Ridge with a wound to his right leg.

James was the son of a Madison, Florida, planter named Elijah Dowling Gornto, Sr. (1817-1886) and his wife, Susan Ann Allen (1821-1913).

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Tullahoma, Tennessee
January 4, 1863

Dear Mother,

I once more seat myself to drop you a few lines from which you will learn that I am well again—well enough to be up. Today is very cold. It snowed all night last night but is now fair and the wind blowing. I have been very unwell for some time but I think I am all right and more lean. [Aaron S.] Pope is going home now. I sent a letter to [brother] Frank by him. If he tells you I was well when he left, you may know it is not so. Mother, if you can send a box by somebody, some eggs, sausage, butter, and a bottle of syrup if you can. Don’t send no pork. We get plenty of that. We get plenty to eat but I can’t eat it. Send some red pepper and dry sage.

A post war image of Robert Lemuel Wiggins

Tom is wounded in the leg and we heard had gone home & have not seen nor heard of him since the battle [of Stones River]. 1

Mother, Sunday was a week I had the pleasure of hearing Mr. [Robert Lemuel] Wiggins preach. He has found me out of hand. Am up and been [ ], spent two evenings with him. He is the same old Bob. 2

Mother, I am very lean and only weigh [ ]. Oh, I forgot, do send me an orange. Tell Aunt Anny to send me one and send yours and father’s likeness. Give my respects to all my friends and relations. Tell grandmother to write. Write to Uncle Bob to write. Mother, keep Willy at home. Don’t let him come here if you can help it. He is too young. I would like to see him here on a visit but not to stay and he is not able to come here on a visit. Write soon.

I am your true and affectionate son, — J. D. Gornto


1 Probably a reference to James’ cousin, Thomas J. Gornto (1841-1909) who served in the same company. Thomas was the son of David Gornto (1805-1864) and Eliza Allen (1811-1871).

2 Robert Lemuel Wiggins (1841-1915) served early in the war in the 1st Florida Cavalry but was transferred into the 4th Florida Infantry in December 1863.

1863: Austin M. McDowell to William H. Moody

The following letter was written by Austin M. McDowell (1815-1892), the husband of Susan Ann Finney (1813-1889) and the Captain of Co. D, 74th Ohio Infantry during the Civil War. Austin was working as a lumber agent in Xenia, Greene county, Ohio, when the war began. He enlisted in October 1861 and resigned his commission in mid-February 1863—just a few weeks after this letter was penned.

From Austin’s letter we learn that he was not with his company in the Battle of Stones River. He was apparently in Xenia, Ohio, on recruiting duty.

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Xenia, [Ohio]
January 3rd 1863

Lieut. Wm. H. Moody
Dear Friend,

Not having heard from you for some time, I drop you a line. I am having no success in recruiting. My squad reports to me regularly and we have not yet got a single man. How are you getting along? I think it downright folly to keep us here doing nothing but mot my will but Father Abraham’s be done. You have doubtless read the stirring news from Murfreesboro. It has been a terrible battle and I fear the 74th has suffered great loss. I feel great anxiety for my own noble boys. I hope and believe that they have done their duty. I regret to hear that our Colonel [Granville Moody] is probably wounded. 1 If so, I trust it is slightly and I rejoice to know and am proud to express it that, from accounts, he has won by his valor an imperishable name on that gory field. I am very anxious to hear the final result and particulars of the battle. Dr. Kyle expects to start tonight for Nashville. Rev. Mr. [James] Harper expects to go early next week and likely others will go. Some women think of going. I would like to go but I suppose there is no chance for that. Please write to me soon

Your obedient servant, — Capt. A. M’Dowell

1 Col. Moody led the 74th Ohio into the Battle at Stones River (Dec. 31, 1862- Jan. 2, 1863) near Murfreesboro, Tennessee. A later account noted that “his horse was shot from under him, he took a bullet in his right calf and he narrowly escaped a fatal wound when one or more bullets shattered a revolver he carried in his right breast pocket, more bullets shredded his uniform so much that one man called him the ‘ragged colonel.’”