The following letters were written by Private Nicholas (“Nick”) Belveal (1839-1926) of Co. F, 33rd Iowa Infantry. Nicholas was 22 years old when he enlisted on 13 August 1862 and he remained almost three years with the regiment, mustering out on 17 July 1865 at New Orleans, Louisiana.
Nicholas was the son of Louis Belveal (1815-1880) and Rachael Ann Nelson Kelly (1823-1918) of Jackson, Keokuk county, Iowa—formerly of Shelbyville, Indiana. Nicholas was married to Mary S. Miller (1841-1884) in 1862. Sometime after the war the couple moved to Oakland, Alameda county, California.
Adding a note to Nick’s 1st letter was Joseph T. Miller (b. 1836), Nick’s brother-in-law who served in the same company.

Letter 1

Tallahatchie River
March 9th 1863
On board steamer Lebanon No. 2
Dearly beloved wife & friends,
It is with the greatest of pleasure that I take the opportunity of informing you that we are all well & in good spirits & I sincerely hope these few lines may find you all in good health.
Well, Mary, I just finished washing & would like to see you—“that’s whats the matter.” Jo. T. is writing father Miller a letter. Well, Mary, I have not seen any more rebs since them I told you about. The darkies says the Rebs is scared nearly to death. They all leave as we advance. This is 13 days we have been out on the expedition and have not seem a reb yet. Oh yes, the cavalry took 2 prisoners.
This Yazoo Pass that you have heard of is about 2/3 as big as Skunk [River]. It empties into Cold Water which is a little bigger. Cold Water empties into the Tallahatchie which is about as big as Skunk [River] and as crooked, but it is a heap deeper. The darkies told us that their masters said if the Yankees got through the Yazoo Pass, Vicksburg was gone certain. The general belief of the soldiers is that the war is about over.
I haven’t got a letter from any of you since the one dated February 19th and I am a getting very anxious to hear from you again. But I think when the mail comes, I will get one. That will be this evening, I think.
Well, Mother, you said you was glad to think that I had quit swearing, I have not swore any since I was at home, not neither do I low it. We had preaching in the Cabin [of the steamboat] yesterday & I was in to hear it. Well, Mother, I have begun to live a religious life & I low to stick to it. You all know that the army is a hard place for a Christian to live but it don’t make any difference with me what others do or say. I low to try to do but what is right.
Sammy says he has nothing of importance to write—only he is well and would like to ses you all if he could. Only he wants to know whether Father has got that money from I. Morgan yet or not.
Well, I believe I have wrote all I have to write. I must close and let Joseph write some. I would like to see you all & I hope I will soon. So no more. Write soon. From your affectionate husband, — N. Belveal
To Mary S. Belveal
Dear Sister, I thought I would write you a few lines. I have just finished a good long letter to Father and Mother. Those lines leave me well and I hope they may find you the same as health is the greatest blessing we can enjoy here on earth and especially while we are in the army.
Well, Mary, I will tell you that I sent Martha 5 dollars in your care. I sent it with Nicholas when he sent his to you. Please do me the favor to hand it to her. I write her a letter the 24th of February. Something else. I have not much new to write this time but we are surrounded with trials here in the army. But Mary, I try to live up to my calling and serve my Master as much as I ever did in my life. And if I ever return to my home and friends, I hope to return untarnished by vice or if I die, to die a faithful soldier for my country and my Lord. But I must close. My best respects to you. Ever your brother, — Joseph T. Miller
To M. S. Belveal


Letter 2

October 11, 1863
On Board the Steamer Hawkeye
Dearly beloved wife and friends,
With the greatest pleasure I seat myself this morning in answer of your kind and welcome note which came to hand on the 7th inst. & found me as these leaves me well & hearty. And I sincerely hope these few lines may find you the same.
Well, Mary, I started up the river on the 3rd inst. guarding prisoners. We was ordered to Memphis and when we got there, we was ordered to St. Louis. And we are about 350 miles from St. Louis. We will get there about Tuesday evening if we don’t run in a sand bar.
Well, Mary, I stayed at Memphis & I am sorry to tell you that our dear brother Joseph is dead. He died on the 8th of August. I could not do anything about his affairs. I wanted to send his things home but they said that would be attended to and all be fixed up right. Mother wanted to know what he said but I could not find out as he was among strangers. He was doing well & getting along fine until he took the gangrene in his wound. Tell Mother I done all I could to fulfill her request but I couldn’t do anything that would be of any satisfaction to her. If I could, I would have done it. But poor brother, he is gone & we can’t help it. I hope we will all meet him again where there will be no wars nor troubles.
I left the camp last Sunday one week ago today. The Boys were all well & in good spirits when I left. We have got 326 prisoners—taking them to St. Louis & there is about half of them swears that they won’t never go back to the army anymore.
Well, Mary, if I had a furlough now I could soon be with you at home but I haven’t got one—that’s what the matter! Well, I must close for the boat shakes so that I can’t write to do any good. I will write again as soon as I get to camp. I would like mighty well to see you if I could & hope it will not be long until I can have that pleasure. So I will close for the present. So fare you well for a while. Ever your true and affectionate husband until death, N. B. to M. S. Belveal
Write soon.


Letter 3
Little Rock, Arkansas
November 4th 1863
Dearly beloved wife & friends,
With the greatest pleasure I take my pen in hand in order to drop you a few lines to let you know how I am getting along. I am well and hearty and I sincerely hope these few lines may find you all in good health. Well, Mary, I got a letter from you dated October 11th and also a few lines from Mother. You said you understood that we was going to Memphis but we have no orders to go there as I know of. I went to see about brother Joseph’s affairs but I couldn’t do anything about it. They told me that they would be sent home—that is, his clothes.
Well, the Boys has all got back and none of them got hurt. They didn’t see any Rebs—only deserters that come in and give themselves up. They average between 18 & 25. Well, Mary, I was mighty glad to hear of you being well again. You wrote in your other letter that you was only tolerable well. It gives me great satisfaction when I can hear of your being well.
Well, Mary, I was detailed yesterday to go after brick and we had to go about 15 miles through the thin settled country and cane brakes to no end. But the worst of all, I found a dead hog lying in the cane brake and I brought it to camp and told the captain about it and said, “Did you bring it in?” Yes. “Have you any to spare?” Yes. “Well I would like to have a piece of it as I suppose it hasn’t been dead long enough to spoil.” So we divided it.
Well, Mary, I haven’t any news to write that would be new to you but if I could only just get to see you, I could find a plenty to tell you but I hope the time will soon come when I can have that pleasure again for I want to see you mighty bad. Well, Mary, I have got $40 & I expect we will draw again in a few days 26 more, and I wish you had it all. Well, I believe I have wrote about all for this time. I will write Mother a few lines in answer to her kind note so no more at present. Ever your companion until death, — N. Belveal to M. S. Belveal
Write soon.
November 4th 1863. Much respected father and mother. I this evening seat myself in order to drop you a few lines in answer to your kind note which I gladly received last mail and was truly glad to hear of your being well. These lines leave me well and I hope they may find you the same, Well, Mother, I went to see about brother Joseph but I could not find out what he said before he died. I done all that I could. I couldn’t find just the spot where he was buried. Well, mother, I couldn’t find out anything about him that would console you any. If I could, I would. It is hard to give him up but we must give him up as cheerful as possible. He died a true patriot to his country. I have nothing of my [ ] to write, only I would like mighy well to see you all if I could. S I will close by requesting you to write soon. Ever your son until death, — N. Belveal


Letter 4

Little Rock, Arkansas
November 17th 1863
Dear Beloved Wife and friends,
With the greatest pleasure I this morning seat myself in order to drop you a few lines to let you know how I am getting along. I am well and hearty and I sincerely hope these lines may find you enjoying the same happy blessing. The boys is generally well. S. B. and J. Gill is well. J. Speirs is not well yet though I think he will be alright before long.
Well Mary, I was working on the fort yesterday. The detail of men to work on the fort per day is about 600—that is, from the different regiments. 1
Well Mary, I must tell you something about our meetings here in town. I was to meeting three times last Sunday and Sunday night. There is 6 different denominations here in town. I went to the Christian Church at 11 and 4 and as there was no preacher at that church at night we went to the Presbyterian Church at night. I got to hear a mighty good sermon in the forenoon and a tolerable good one in the afternoon, but at night it was rather a dry time.
Well Mary, you may guess how much satisfaction it was to get to hear some good preaching once more. It almost seems like I was free once more. I guess I must tell you there was lots of pretty girls there and they had to go home by theirselves. I tried to get some of the cowardly boys to go with them [but] they was afraid to venture.
Oh Mary, if I could only be at home where I could go with you to meeting, then it would be some satisfaction but I trust the time is not far distant when we can once more see that day. Prosperity and civility seems to once more reign over the town of Little Rock in which the inhabitants seem to be well pleased. As to produce, everything is very high. Pork is worth 15 cents per pound, mutton, beef 12.5, chickens 50 cents per head, potatoes 1.50 per bushel, corn meal 1.50, flour $10 and other things in proportion. What do you think of that?
Well Mary, Sergeant J. Bell is on his way home for the purpose of recruiting for Co. F and I send you $50 by him. I have no news of any importance to tell you this time I believe that would be new to you, but if I was only with you again I could talk you all to sleep. But I am in good spirits for I think the time will roll round some time when I will be again permitted to return to the one that I so dearly love. Well, Mary, tell brother J. F. Githen that I would like mighty well to hear from him if he has not forgotten me entirely though I don’t suppose he has time to write for nursing that boy. So I will bring my letter to a close by scbscribing myself your affectionate husband until death, — N. Belveal
To Mary S. Belveal. Write soon.
1 A month after occupying Little Rock, Gen. Steele ordered the start of construction of a new fort to defend the city from attack. It was a square redoubt with a network of batteries and rifle pits that was named Fort Steele.


Letter 5
Little Rock, Arkansas
June 21, 1864
Dearly beloved companion and friends,
With the greatest of pleasure I this morning seat myself for the purpose of dropping you a few lines in answer to your kind and welcome note of the 5th instant which came to hand in due time and found me as this leaves me—well and hearty. And I sincerely hope these lines may find you the same.
As to war news, I haven’t anything late. Times is quiet here and the weather extremely hot. And we had a General Review yesterday and today general inspection. They are spreading on the style rather thick to suit me. I hear that there was a fight at Brownsville yesterday between our cavalry forces and Old Shelby but I don’t know how true it is. But there was some infantry sent over there yesterday for some purpose. There was a detail from our regiment to go to Ft. Smith with a boat load of rations. The Rebs fired into the boat twice but they didn’t hurt anyone. They sent them their compliments and pushed on.
Well, Mary, I heard that Old Big Martha was married. If she is, tell her for me that I wish her much joy and a big boy. John M. Jones and J[ames R.] Speirs & J[ames] Gill is all well. Well, Mary, we haven’t been paid off yet. We had preaching in camp Saturday evening by the Chaplain of the 40th.
The Arkansas River has swollen about 6 feet in the last 24 hours. Business seems to be lively in town and all cheerful. The boys is all fixing for inspection.
I hant got any letter from Ben for so long that I can’t hardly recollect the time but I reckon he will write when he gets good and ready. I have wrote him two or three since I have got any from him. Well, Mary I don’t know what to write as I am out of news. We have got in the notion of getting up a singing. We have sent for 12 books to Chicago—price $3 per dozen. They are of the round note system. We have got tired of the old patent note.
Well, Mary, I will have to quite writing for want of something to write but if I was at home, I could tell you a great deal more than I can think to write. So I will close for the present hoping to hear from you soon. Fare you well for a while. As ever, your true companion until death. — N. Belveal
[to] Mary S. Belveal
Write soon. Co. F’s cook.


Letter 6
Little Rock, Arkansas
January 17th 1865
Dear beloved companion and friends,
I this evening seat myself for the purpose of dropping you a few lines to let you know that I am well and hearty and I truly hope re those lines reaches you they may find you enjoying the best of health and all the comforts that a lone life affords. Well Mary, I haven’t got any letter from you for some time but I think I will get one the next mail. The weather is warm and nice. Health is good.
Well Mary, there is a report that our Division is going to be assigned Post Duty here at this place. Our Brigade Commander is in command of this post now and John Brunt said he had seen the list of regiments that was to garrison this post. He said that ours was on the list and if that is so, it’s a good thing as we want our soldiering. We had General Inspection this afternoon which all went off nicely.
Well, my clothing bill for last year was $32.85 leaving me$9.15 to be paid in money at the next payment. I want to send you $1 when we are paid again.
Well, Mary, I was on picket last Saturday night and witnesses one of the unfortunate incidents of war. There was several of us —some of Co. A, F, and H—on the same post, and one of Co. A’s men saw a rat scrambling in the leaves and he thought he would kill it so he turned the butt of his gun and grasped it around the bayonet with his right hand and jabbed at the rat and the gun fired and the ball passed through his fingers, tearing them up badly. I brought him to camp. He was a recruit. He had only been on picket about four times—a dear initiation for him.
Well, Mary, I can’t think of much to write but the time is drawing nigh when I hope I will be permitted to bring my news instead of sending. The time seems to pass away very fast. Speirs & Gill and John Jones is well. Well, I believe I have wrote all that I can think of so I will close. Sam wants to write some to Thomas. So farewell for the present. As ever your companion until death, — N> B. to < S. B. Write soon.


Letter 7
Brazos Island, Texas
June 9, 1865
Dear beloved wife and parents,
I this morning seat myself for the purpose of dropping you a few lines to let you know that we are both well and hearty and I do sincerely hope this may find you the same. Well, Mary, instead of coming ome, we are now in Texas. We left Mobile on the 3rd day of June and sailed for this point which we reached on the 5th. We had a calm sea and a good ship which made the voyage pleasant. Our ship was 340 feet long and 1800 tons burthen. There is a current report here now that we are going to be relieved by an Army Corps of Colored Troops from New York. We are now at Point Isabela at the mouth of the Rio Grande River. It’s as any country. I haven’t had any letters for several days.
Our fleet and the French fleet is both laying out here in the Gulf. The French and Mexicans is still fussing and they can just fuss it out as far as I am concerned.
Sam has gone a fishing and I am going. We can catch lots of the best of salt water fish here. We have to use condensed water here altogether for the sea water is just as salty as brine.
Well, Maty, I haven’t got much to write and my hand shakes so bad that I can’t write what I want to. Well, I want to see you all mighty bad but I will have to wait until I can get home. The sun shines pretty hot here on this sand.
Well, I must quit for fear the mail goes off and leaves my letter. I have a poor place to write on. Keep in good faith for I feel pretty sure if we are releived here we will come home. So I will stop for the present, hoping to see you soon. As ever your true companion until death, — N. B. [to] M. S. B.
Write soon.


Letter 8
Encamped at the mouth of the Rio Grande, Texas
June 22, 1865
Dear Wife & parents & friends,
It’s with the greatest of pleasure that I this evening seat myself for the purpose of dropping you a few lines in answer to your kind, welcome note of the 11th ult. which just reached me and brought me the consoling news that you was all well. Those lines leaves us both well and I truly hope they may find you all the same.
Well, we are encamped on the boiling plains of Texas. The sun shines very hot but there is always a cool sea breeze as we are right on the beach. We can look for miles without seeing a tree or switch. We are on one side of the river and the French holds the other. Our boys get in a row with them once in a while and just clear them out. The Mexicans and French brings a heap of trade over.
As to when we will come home, I can’t tell. There is so many rumors that I can’t tell but the general opinion is that we will be relieved before long and sent home but don’t flatter yourselves for military power is uncertain, but dark has caught me and I will have to stop till morning.
This is the 23rd and finds us both well and I truly hope you are the same. O, Mary, you can’t imagine how bad I want to see you but the time is coming pretty close when they will have to let us out. But I can’t help but think we will get out before the 1st of October.
They try to make us drill two hours per day but we just fall in line and march off apiece and stack arms till the time is up and then come in. Our Colonel don’t care but it is the higher straps.
Well, Mary, you said you had not got any of them things yet. Some of the Boys sent things the same time & directed the same way that has gone to Washington, Iowa, and it might be that them things has gone there too. You could find out by writing a letter to the agent of Adams Express. John Jones & Wes Allen sent something at the same time and they have got home. I guess from the way you write, Mother don’t like Illinois very well. I haven’t got a word from them yet. I have wrote but don’t get any answer.
Well, Toad just come down here. There is horny toads here. This is a curious country. The wind blows nearly all the time from the same way. I don’t like this climate nor the country nor the people that lives here for they are such blockheads. Well, we have just went through the pretensions of drilling.
As to health, it is very good. We haven’t got any shade—only what we make out of our tents. Well, Mary, I can’t tell you when to look for me but I hope to be at home soon. Well, I believe I have wrote all that I can think of for the present so I will close hoping to see you soon. So fare you well for awhile. As ever your copanion until death, — N. B. [to] M. S. B.
Write soon.















