The following letters were written by Daniel Worthington (“Word”) Buttles (1841-1929), the son of Benoni Buttles (1804-1856) and Emeline Ransdell (1812-1886) of Waterford, Racine county, Wisconsin. Daniel enlisted as a private on August 18th, 1862. That same day, he mustered into Co. I of the 28th Wisconsin. The regiment was organized at Camp Washburn in Milwaukee and mustered into service on October 14, 1862. He was mustered out with the regiment on August 23rd, 1865 at Brownsville, TX.
This collection includes 42 letters spanning 1862 to 1865, written from locations like Helena, DeValls Bluff, Pine Bluff, Little Rock, and Mobile Bay. They reveal personal insights, such as settling an estate during the war, suffering illness upon arrival in the South, and joy at troop progress. Battle details emerge as he corresponds with family members, highlighting his involvement in the defense of Helena on July 4th, 1863, and noting troop movements while still unwell. The content shifts during the Mobile Bay campaign to details of the sieges on Fort Blakley and Spanish Fort, including casualty estimates and the surrender of Mobile. Daniel’s entire military career can be traced through these letters, capturing the lesser-known campaigns of the Civil War in the Southwest.
Letter 1
Mother, I just received another letter from you this evening and I was glad to hear that you were well but sorry to hear that the crops have failed so bad. But flour ain’t only half as high there as it is here but when you hain’t got anything but corn and meat, then you will think that it is hard times. That is all the folks have to live on here and not much of that. They have some flour off us as we have more than we can use but if we were on the march, we would not get any of it. But we have got to stay here this fall and winter of the rebs don’t drive us away. But sing a sassy song and go on rejoicing—that is the way. Never borrow trouble for it comes fast enough without making it. I think that we enlisted in just the right time for it will be one way or the other by the time that our time is out. We will be paid off this week. They say [the pay master] is here now. He come on this boat that brought the mail. No more. Good night. Write soon.
Letter 2
Helena, [Arkansas]December [January] 8, 1863
Dear Mother,
I now take my pen in hand to let you know how I am getting along. I am getting better than I was. I went out doors yesterday for the first time in twenty-five days. I have been so lame that I could not walk for I was so lame but I am getting better now I ain’t getting discouraged at all. I hope that you ain’t worrying about me for I have good care and I feel as if it was all for the best. I hope that these few lines will find you all in good health. There ain’t much news here. I should like to hear from you oftener that we do. I would write oftener than I do if I had time. Will try to write to you once in a week but we can’t—we have so much to do, But I han’t been so I could write lately. I got seven letters in two days. That was when we got back from Saint Charles. We have been knocked round every day most but we will stay here some time I guess.
We have been moved about two miles from the river for the river is so high that they was afraid that we would get over flowed so we moved, I want to have you write oftener [even[ if you don’t get one from me. write lots of news when you write.
Have you been down to Mister Whitmore’s yet? I hope the time ain’t far distant when we come home. It [won’t] last much longer. Trust in the Lord and we will get through with it. Mother, I don’t know of any more to write this time. I expect a letter every mail from home. Write son, This is from your dear son, — D. W. Butlles
Dear brother, here is a few lines to you to let you know that I han’t forgotten you, I am getting better fast [and] will be able to go to my company in a few days, I hope that you ain’t getting discouraged and think that I ain’t coming back for I think that I am and before a great many months roll round. I should like to have you write to me how the boys get along west and William Mosman and Mister Wilds.
We han’t got any pay yet and I don’t know when we will. You will get tired of waiting before I get it but when I do, you will get it. How does Mister Warner think of the times? Write soon. No more this time. This from your brother and friend, — D. W. Buttles (to Ezra Buttles)
David, how does the times do with you now-a-days? Do you shoot my rifle much now-a-days? I want to have you learn to shoot better than I can so when I come home that you can beat me. No more this time. Write to me. This from your brother. Girls, here is a few lines to you. Hit, I am sorry that you ain’t better than you be. I can’t write much to you but you must write every time the rest do. Write how all the young folks get along. Give my love to all that wish it. This from your brother.
Letter 3
Helena [Arkansas
January 31st 1863
Dear mother,
I now take my pencil to write few lines to you. I have got the rheumatism very bad but I live in hopes to get better before long. I hope that these few lines will find you all well and doing well. I got a letter from you dated the 9th and another dated the nineteenth. Was glad to hear from home. I don’t get discouraged at all for I think that the war is most through with. The news is that there ain’t a going to be any more fighting for thirty. If that is so, there won’t be any more at all. They will settle it some way. They was going to take us down the river but we got orders to stay here. They have got enough troops to Vicksburg now—all that they can use. We will stay here for some time I guess. The officers say that we will be discharged between now and July next. I hope and pray that it may be so for there has been enough bloodshed now.
There is a good many sick in camp now. We have very good care considering the place that we are in. Mother, I wish that you could send me some dried fruit and some butter and cheese if it would not cost too much. That money that I allotted to you, you can’t get it for it cost the government so much that they gave it up. It will come to me when we get paid off. They say that we will be paid off before long but there will something happen so that we won’t get it. But when we do get it, then I will send some home. When you write to me, write lots of news.
That blanket and pail is down to Whitmore’s I suppose. They said that they would fetch them up there. Mother, I don’t know of any more to write to you this time but don’t get discouraged for I will get home sometime.
This from your dear son, — D. W. Buttles
To his mother. Write soon and I will do the same.
Dear Brothers and Sisters, here is a few lines to you to let you know that I han’t forgotten you. I was glad to hear from you. We have got to stay here for a while. We don’t know how long. I am getting better now but it is hard work for me to move much. It will be some time before I can do any duty yet but I look on the bright side all of the time. I don’t get discouraged any, sick or well, for I think that the time is most at hand when we will be a soldier no longer. For a while anyway. I should like to hear some good news from down there when you write to me. You must write lots this time. You get more news there than we do here. I can’t write any more now for I am getting tired. I have got seven letters within ten days. Direct your letters the same. This from your brother to all of you that want to read it.
Letter 4
Fort Pickens, Memphis
March 16th 1863
Dear Mother,
I now take my pen in hand to let you know that I am in the land of the living but I don’t get any better. They have sent me 90 miles towards home. I hain’t had a letter from anybody in 25 days nor I don’t think I will in some time to come. I hain’t heard from the regiment in some time but they are down the Yazoo Pass but the report is that they are very near Yazoo City. They said that they expected a fight before long but the report is that they have got back t Helena. But that is a camp rumor. I don’t think that they ain’t there nor I don’t think that they will be there till Vicksburg is ours.
They sent five of our company up here and the rest of them they left to Helena. But they won’t do anything with us till we can get our descriptive rolls and it will take some time. When we get them, then they will examine us and give us our discharge if they think we need it. If they think that they don’t, they will try to cure them. The surgeon on the boat that we came up on said that I had rheumatism and chronic disease and if that is so, they will discharge me. But we can’t tell anything in the army what they will do. I the army, they will do what they are a mind to.
I should like to know whether you got that money or not. I want you to answer this letter and then I don’t want you to write to me again till you get a letter to tell you where to write to as often as once a week to let you know where I am. I can’t write much this time but we will keep up a good courage and look for the best. My best respects to all that wish it. No more this time, Mother, but you will hear from me often. I have wrote five or six letters since I have heard from you. This from your dear son, — D. W. Buttles
To his kind mother.
Dear brothers and sisters, I must write a few lines to you to let you know that I han’t forgotten you but I han’t heard from you in so long that I should like to hear from you once more. I want you to keep up good courage for there is a good time coming yet but you must write lots of news to me this time for I think that will stay here long enough to get a letter from home. But there ain’t any news to write to you but you must all write to me. My love to all of you and hope you are all in good health. I want to know whether you have got a maid for old Bill yet. No more this time. This from your brother.
Direct your letter to D. W. Buttles, Memphis, Fort Pickens, Tennessee. Then it will come to me. If you put the regiment on, I won’t get it and if I leave here before it comes, then I won’t write as soon as possible.
Letter 5
Helena, Arkansas
May 17, 1863
Dear Mother,
I now take my pen in hand to write to you once more. I just got a letter from you dated the 7th of May. I thought that I wasn’t going to get another letter from you but I got one at last, I am getting well fast and the war is moving fast and I think that I will get home sometime but if I have got to stay my time out in the army, give me health and then I can stand the test, I think.
I went out to Battalion drill yesterday for the first time for more than four months. I can get along now. I think that I will be tough as a buck the rest of the time. I hope that I will anyway. I think that I have had my share of sickness.
The regiment got back safe and sound with some prisoners and lots of horses and mules and covered carriages and [ ] of all kinds and [ ] and wagons. We have got to drill six hours in a day now and I think they will have to go out on another scout in a few days. If they go, I will go with them. I don’t get many letters lately for some reason or other. If they don’t want to write, I won’t have them to answer but I would like to [hear] from them. Mother, when you get a chance to get your picture and the girls and David’s picture, I want to have them all on one plate and send them to me for I want them the first time you can get them for me. I have got Ezra’s and he looks like home to me and I want the rest.
There ain’t much news to write for you get it before that I do. There ain’t any news from Vicksburg for they are most the conquerers of the city. In a few days it will be ours or we will have a great defeat in Richmond. Before the fight commenced there, they was offering 1500 dollars for a substitute. Now they are going to lose their Capitol and maybe the men of the southern army/ THat is the way the thing is going now-a-days. This war must close in two or three months and if it don’t, I won’t [be home] till next winter. But I think that it will be[end] on a short time.
I hope these few lines will find you well and doing well. It is the darkest time just before day and now it begins to be day. No more this time, Mother. Write often in word and number the letters so that I can tell if I get them all. — D. W. Buttles
Girls, I can’t find much to write to you. Be you well? I am getting along fine now and there ain’t much that I can find to write to you. But a few words is better than nothing so I will write a few to you.
Delia, are you going to school now? If you are, learn a good deal and keep up good courage and by and by we won’t have to write with our pens. We can talk to one another. Do you go down to Mister White’s now a visiting? I should like to be there and then I would go with you visiting. But I am here and am going to get out some time. Give my love to all and keep a good share yourself.
Mehitable, what are you doing now-a-days? I think that today you are going to Sunday School and tomorrow you are going to work and I wash you had my shirt to wash and then the thing would look nice, would it not? I guess that you would not growl because you had it to wash for it has been some time since you have had Word’s shirt to wash. You have forgot how Word’s shirt looks by this time. I want to have you keep well and enjoy yourself. Tell me how the young folks get along and what they are busying themselves about. No more this time. Write often to Word. — D. W. Buttles
Helena, Arkansas
May 17, 1863
Dear Brother,
I once more take my pen in hand to pen a few lines to you for this is the only way that I can talk with you. I am getting well and hearty as a buck and hope this will find you the same. The war is going to end before long I think and then we won’t have to write to one another. We can come and see one another and talk more in one minute than we can write in on hour. But I will write some and you must do so. We will get along.
I suppose you think that there is something the matter but there ain’t. The reason that other letter is so long being wrote is that the mail was not going out so it will be some time getting one. But I mean to write once a week unless there is something in the way. Mart don’t write to me and Ezra Beardsley I wrote last to them. I would like to hear from them and Lige but they don’t answer my letters and I don’t write to them till they do to me. And when you write to me again, I wish you wold tell me about Misty Wilds and Mrs. and William Morrison and all the boys. You know you asked me about that house. If he don’t ask too much, you had better buy it and then get a woman and put in some of grain. My best respects to all the inquiring friends. — D. W. Buttles
David, what shall I tell you? There is a boat coming up the river and I hope they will fetch the news that Vicksburg is ours for certain. That will be the news before long, I think, for there is lots of troops gone down to help them. They say that we have got to stay here till Vicksburg is ours and I hope we will.
I wrote to [Ed] Crowder a long time ago and he han’t wrote to me. If he has, I han’t got it. Does Uncle’s folks get letters from him and how is he getting along? No more this time. Write often to me for I want to hear from you often. Here is a head of wheat from Arkansas and I want to have you keep it as long as you can.
Letter 6
Helena, Arkansas
May 24, 1863
Dear Mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to let you know how that I am getting along. I am very well and hope that these few lines will find you the same. I got a letter from you that was dated the 11th of May and that is some time coming. I think you don’t write very often or else I don’t get them all. I have wrote to lots of the folks and I don’t get any answer from them and if they can’t answer them, they can’t get any more from me. I have wrote to Mart and to Liger and Ezra Beardsley.
We have got a new camping ground. We had orders to move yesterday but there was a Grand Review. The whole of the troops in Helena was there. There was five or six infantry [regiments] and three or four cavalry and artillery and we could not move so we had to move today and we have got a nice place. We have go to get out shakes to make our tent up here and make it cool and nice. We will have to stay here some time. I think they are getting encouraged for there is good news and that is that Vicksburg is ours for sure this time and tomorrow morning we are to have one hundred and fifty guns for the salute. That will make some noise when them big cannon go off that is in the fort. And they have took some more places that I can’t recollect their names. And I think in a few months we will be at home.
Keep up good courage for I will anyway [even] if we don’t get home in a long time for they must be whipped some way or else we will go down, We han’t got the report [on] how many prisoners we have taken but we will in a few days. There is six or seven hospital boats gone down to Vicksburg to get the sick and wounded. There must be a great many killed and wounded but we can’t gain the day unless we lose some men. But it is hard to lose our friends. But what is left to come home to their friends, they will think the more of them.
I went out on picket the other night for the first time since I left Milwaukee. It is nice but the mosquitoes, they bite very hard. The third post from me they got fired into but they did no injury to anyone.
When I write to you again, I hope there will be some more good news. Then I can write to you about a promotion in our company. I think Henry Vaughn ain’t going home with his father. His father will go home on this boat that this letter will go on, I think, and you can go down to Mister Whitmore’s and he can tell how the boys is and what a looking country it is here. I wrote a letter to Ed Crowder and Mister Vaughn is going to carry it for me. He sent his best respects to me in Mattie’s letter. I got them postage stamps that you sent me. They will come handy but you need not send any money for I have got some left yet and I can get trusted to the sutlers if I want to. But I hope that what I have got will stand me till I get paid off. I don’t know of any more to write to you today so goodbye for this time. Write to [your son] Word for he wants to hear from home often as possible. This from your dear son, — D. W. Buttles
To his kind mother.
Mahitable, here is a few lines to you once more. I hope that they will find you well and having lots of comfort for the rebels are losing ground all of the time and we are coming home in a few months. I wish that I could be there to go to Sabbath School with you today [instead of] helping move to our new camp. But there ain’t any Sunday in the army. If there is anything that they want to do, they keep us doing it all of the time. But if I can have my health, I can stand the test for a while. Yet there is lots of boats coming up from Vicksburg and more going down. It looks nice but this war is what is the matter. Marching one army to the other and then killing one another. That is the horror of horrors. May God spair us that we meet with one another on this earth for His name’s sake. Write often to me. No more this time. A few lines to Adelia and then I must write to the boys.
Adelia, how do you like to go to school? And I would like ot know who is teaching your school. Give my best respects to her and the rest of the folks and tell them we are happy. But when we get whipped, we don’t like it. But we han’t been in any battles yet. But they come very near it. Charley Storms, he says that the 22nd [Wisconsin] boys is exchanged and coming back but I hope they will not get taken again. No more this time. Write often. This from your brother, — D. W. Buttles
Dear brother, I once more try to write you a few more lines to you. Have you got that house yet? and got any grain in it yet? I want you to have breakfast ready when I come for we are coming in a short time, I think. Richmond has fallen at last and they have evacuated Haine’s Bluff and gone to some more better place. But they will get routed out. I don’t care where they go for we are going to whip them now we have commenced. This is the first time that they been in earnest, I think. Don’t get discouraged for there is a better time coming. Go sound the bugles. There will be some noise here tomorrow, you can bet. I wish you could be here a little while and you could see something.
Yesterday was the sight that we don’t see every day. The other day there was a sham fight. Three companies of cavalry and the battery. The cavalry, they took the battery. There was four men throwed off of cavalry men and two of them died of the fall. The horse stood the fire first rate bit it is hard to lose men’s lives for a little fun. But they want to practice so that when they are where the enemy is that they can fight and not run. I must quit writing for this time. How does all the folks get along across the marsh? No more this time. Write often. This from your brother, — D. W. Buttles
David, have you got that corn howed yet? or aint it but just come up? How many lambs have you got and how many calves have you got to take care of? Does things look as they used to when I was there and what is Dan Caldwell and Cily Wilds and the rest of the folks doing there. Ain’t much to write to you this time but you must write often to Word for that is the way that he can hear how you are getting along. It is very war, here now but it is going to be warmer before long. But never mind. We will come north by another summer, I think. Do all you can to help Ezra. No more this time. write often. This from [your brother] Word, the soldier boy.
1 In March 1863, a significant portion of the 22nd Wisconsin Infantry was captured by Confederate forces. Specifically, around 200 men were taken prisoner at the Battle of Thompson’s Station, Tennessee on March 5th. A larger group, approximately 500 soldiers including some from the 22nd Wisconsin, were captured at the Battle of Brentwood, Tennessee, on March 25th. These men were initially sent to Richmond, Virginia, but were later exchanged for Confederate prisoners.
Letter 7
[Helena, Arkansas]
July 27, 1863
Dear Brother,
I once more take my pen in hand to write a few more lines. I am sorry to say that your letter yesterday found me a little unwell. I had an attack of the fever but the doctor has got it stopped and I am weak and can’t think of much to write to you this time. There has lots of troops come here and now let the rebels come again. 1 I ain’t so sick but what I could take my gun and tickle some of them yet. There is lots of boys having the fever but they are doing duty.
[paper torn at top]…to help you and David cut the wheat and grass and have a nice time but it will be some time yet. But we will try and keep good courage and that will fetch us through.
We got paid off and I will send them in this letter. I can’t think of any more to write to you this time. I can’t write about that girl but she is left behind. Yet if they had got this place, she would come in. I hain’t got a letter from you any of times than once in ten or twelve days. No more this time. This from your brother, — D. W. Buttles
To Ezra Buttles. Write often. Give my respects to all. Cheer up David.
[paper torn at top]… I would write to you once more but I don’t know what to write but I must write something. I hope that these few lines will find you well and doing a good job drying fruit for I want some before long. Dry lots of pie plant [rhubarb] and everything you can. The Express comes here all the while. The other boys, they are getting boxes every day or two most. But I don’t want one till you can send some butter and it gets a little later. If you send one, don’t send a big one but one that will weigh about thirty pounds and that ain’t cost much and it will come in five or six days. So the boys boxes come. I have got more money and….send to much at a time. But you [have] no need to write to Madison for I told you that that was all gone up. I send home all the money that I can and I am going to keep enough in my pocket to do me till the next pay day.
you must excuse me for this time. Tell the girls that I can’t write to them now but I will before long. But I can’t write now. No more this time. This from your friend, — D. W. Buttles
Give my love to all. Write often.
1 This is a reference to the Battle of Helena which was fought on 4 July 1863.
Letter 8
DeValls Bluff, Arkansas
September 24th 1863
Dear mother,
I received two letters from home this afternoon and was glad to get them [even] if they are a good while coming to me. They have been to the regiment some time and today our teamster came from the Rock [Little Rock] and fetched them. One is dated the 17th of August and the other is 30th of the same month. I han’t gone to the Rock yet but I am going the first chance I get. They are going to stay there this winter, I guess. It is a healthy place there. Old [Gen. Sterling] Price is left for somewhere and his army is all scattered and come into our lines. We han’t got anything to fight now. Our regiment did not see a skirmish at all. The cavalry drove them without the infantry. Them verses I think ain’t hard enough for I think he will get worse than that before long. I think that my courage grows better every day. We will whip them at Charleston in a short time and then Richmond will have to come. Then the rebellion will be at an end and maybe before that. I hope it will.
I don’t want you to send me any more stuff in a letter for I can buy it cheaper than you can send it. I will have to stop for this time for it is getting dark. Write often and I will do the same. Good night. Give my best respects to all. This from your dear son, — D. W. Buttles To his mother.
Morning of the 25th. Dear brother, I commence to finish my letter this morning. There was some boats came up last night but they say there ain’t any news at all now. There will be a big strike made before long, I think, They fetched an engine and six flat cars for this road. There ain’t any news more as I can find. There is some prospect of our going to Little Rock today on the cars. They have got two engines and some cars and things howl around here and Little Rock. They have got a good place and they are going to stick to it.
You wanted me to write whether that five dollars at Dan’s was mine or Dan’s. It is mine and Dan has got a book that tells which is his and which is mine, if he han’t lost it. And then you can tell what I got and if Dan wants it, let him have it and put it on the note. I think there will be enough to pay the note up. There ain’t but fifty dollars to pay on the note. I hope that I can come home in the spring and see to my own business but do the best you can. No more at this time. Write often, — Ezra Buttles
The boat is going this morning and I had to hurry.
Letter 9
Little Rock, Arkansas
October 15, 1863
Dear Mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to inform you of my health once more. It is very good now. I think that this place agrees with me first rate but I don’t get mail like I wish that I could and we don’t get much news.
There was a few Old Price men got in here the other day and [Archibald] Dobbins’ Cavalry and himself is prisoner of war, so they say. This army on this side of the river is gone up and there ain’t many of the guerrillas left neither. And the cars run every day to the Bluff [DeVall’s Bluff] and back. But the boats don’t run up the White River [to Pine Bluff] but once a week and sometimes twice adn then we get our mail. But it is a long time coming—14 and 18 days coming—and that is some time coming. But I get one once in a week generally. But this time it failed. But I thought that I must write [even] if I did not get one from home. But I can’t think if much to write. But I hope in a few months that I will be where I won’t have to write what I want to tell my folks. I can [just] talk to them and that will be a great pleasure to me if that time will soon come and this aw[ful] war will be done and no more bloodshed. What rejoicing will be then. No more this time. Give my best respects to all. Write soon. This from your dear son, — D. W. Buttles
To his mother, Eleline Buttles
Dear Brother, I once more take my pen in hand to let you know that I am well and hope these few lines will find you the same and all the rest of the family, and I hope that you are taking lots of comforts of life.
We are going to stay here all winter and we are going to have lumber to build out tents four feet from the ground and they will be warm and nice. But I suppose that you are having some cold spells of weather there now. I wish that I could be there for a while to hunt rabbits. I believe that I could go through the brush better than you can now and kill the most rabbits. I have got me a little dog now. He speaks five times and then he wants new breath in him. He is what will take the birds but I have to keep it sly or else there would be a fuss and the captain would have to keep it for me. No more of that now.
About money, here is ten dollars and in the next letter I will send ten more. And if Dan don’t want that note settled up, you can keep the money. I think that we will be paid off again in six or eight weeks again and then I can send some more. I want the thing to be satisfactory on both sides if I can and if it can’t be, then I will sell him and let someone have the money till I come back. I want you to look to it for me and you will get your pay for it.
How do you get along with your debts. Have you got most clear of them? Let me know. I would like to hear. No more this time. This from Word to Ezra Buttles, Esq.
Letter 10
Pine Bluff, Arkansas
November 11th 1863
Dear Mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to inform you of my good health and to let you know where that I am and what is going on. We started last Saturday for the Bluff and we got and we got here yesterday. There was not any more came but our regiment and there was a large train came with us with ammunitions. There is two regiments of cavalry [5th Kansas Cavalry and 1st Indiana Cavalry] here and our regiment. I don’t know how long we will stay here but it is a nice place here. We can get everything we want here. The cavalry they had a hard fight here but they came out victorious and we are fetched here to do something but I don’t know what it is but I think we will have to stay here some time. And then when the river comes up, then I think that we will have to go on the Mississippi River. But we can’t tell where we will be two days at a time. We had not been back from the other scout but just one week and then we left for Pine Bluff. There is atrain going back in the morning and they will carry the mail to the Rock and when they come back, then we will get some mail. But it takes a long time to get a letter through. Will write often and you must do the same. Give my best respects to all. This from your son, — D. W. Buttles
To his mother, Emeline Buttles. May God bless us all.
Dear brother Ezra, I thought that you would like to hear from me once more and so I thought that I would write you a few lines to you and let you know that we are on the go most all the time but the chickens have to go too when we do and anything else we can get if we don’t get ourselves in a scrape. But we don’t have anything to do but go on extra duty for one or two days. But I han’t had any extra duty to do since I enlisted. But there is some hat does get [ ].
But we see some nice plantations and lots of darkies, mostly women, and we get once in a while a hoe cake and that is good for a change. But where we go we don’t see any rebs but that ain’t saying that we won’t run on some by and by. But I don’t want to see any.
I was down town this morning and there was two rebs that came in and fetched their guns and gave themselves up and them are the ones that we want. The cavalry made breastworks out of the cotton bails and let the rebs come into town most half way, then they gave them Hail Columbia. That is the way to do it.
We don’t get any news for we ain’t where we can get it. We are on the move so much. But when you write, write all the news. There is one sergeant out of every company gone recruiting and our Captain Addison O. Foot is gone from our company. You may see him but you stay to home unless you get drafted. No more this time. — D. W. Buttles
Letter 11
Pine Bluff, Arkansas
December 1, 1863
Dear mother,
I thought I would write a few lines to you to let you know that I am well and hope that you are the same. I have been so busy helping to build barracks and the mail han’t been [running] and I did not write to you. We han’t any fight here yet and I don’t much think that we will. We are ready for them. If they want to come on, let them come. We have got the barracks most done and then we will have a nice place. It is pretty cold here part of the time.
There is some talk of our going back to Little Rock and another regiment coming in our place but I don’t hardly believe it. But Colonel [Samuel Allen] Rice is in command of our brigade and he is going to have us back there with the rest and I heard that he said that he was going to have us [go] to St. Louis in less than four months. I hope it is so but I can’t hardly believe it.
There is very good news come to us within a short time, It is in the papers and I will send it to you. The rebs have got whipped at last—some of them—and we have got 18,000 of their men. So is the report and I hope it is true.
I got a letter from Erastus. He is well and he says he weighs two hundred [pounds]. I think he ain’t very bad off and I guess that I will weigh about one hundred and sixty pounds and gaining every day. We are having good times here but it ain’t like home. I hope when I write to you again that I wil have more news to write. It is night and I am writing by a candle and in my lap and I don’t know as you can read it but you must excuse all poor writing and bad spelling. Good night. May God bless us all, Give my love to all. Write often. — D. W. Buttles
Dear brother, I thought I would write you a few lines to let you know that I think of you but I han’t much to write. We have been paid off but I dare not send any money for I am afraid that you won’t get it and I will take all the comfort with it that I can. The last twenty dollars I han’t heard from yet and it was the 15th of September I sent it in two letters, ten dollars in one letter and ten in another. When I get mail again, I hope o hear from it and I would like to hear how much I made from Old Pit that summer that I tended him, But I will be content till I do know. I will have to stop for this time. Good night. Write often and all the news and about the draft.
Letter 12
Pine Bluff, Arkansas
December 13, 1863
Dear Mother,
I once more sit down to write you a few lines to you to let you know that I am well and hope these few lines will find you the same. We han’t got any mail last week but we expected one but it did not come. But it will be just as good when it does come.
I expect that the draft has touched some of the boys up there and it will seem hard to come but we have got our time most half gone and we think that we can stand it for the rest of the time and it won’t be half as hard to us it won’t seem.
But we have got some good news and I hope that they will keep on till they get the whole of that army. I think that the draft will scare them some and there will be lots of them that will pay their three hundred dollars. But the next draft will take them and they can’t pay their three hundred and they will have to come. But I think that the war will end in a short time for they are losing men all the time and we are gaining all the time. But we will have to lose next spring for their time is out but the most of them I think will enlist over for three years longer.
I would like to hear from our town to see who is drafted. We have heard from Spring Prairie and Troy and around it is picking them out that was so fast to enlist. They have got to pay or else come but I don’t want them to come and then get discharged and go home and then lie about the company as there has one done according to all accounts for the boys don’t like it much. But it will all be right when they come home, if they live that long.
We are having fine times now-a-days. There is once in a while a scare but they don’t last long. There is lots of citizens coming in and there is three [Union] regiments organized in Little Rock of Arkansas men and they keep fetching in the rebs most all the time. They are fortifying at Little Rock. They are making a large fort at the Rock and two or three small ones and batteries and breastworks and they will be fortified so that they will get it so that they can’t get the place if all the Southern Confederacy can’t take the place.
I should like to hear from Mister Wilds but next mail I will hear. I hope he is getting well. I will have to stop for this time. Give my best respects to all and write often and I will do the same. I expect that Henry Vaughn has been [there] and made you a visit. And now I think he will have to come to is regiment. I remain your son, — D. W. Buttles
to Emeline Buttles
Dear brother, I am well and hope that you are the same. I should like to be there with you Christmas and New Years. We would have some fun if there was some to be had, I think. Don’t you? You might think that we was having fun if you was here but it is getting to be old fun for us. The apples and cider is what I miss—and butter and milk. We can get milk for fifteen cents and twenty cents a quart. But the money don’t last long at that. But we will have some if it does cost money. But [when] the boys that is drafted comes, they will have a gay time for a while. But I hope that you are clear for they want you at home. But if you come, do the best that you can. Boots is from ten to fourteen dollars a pair but I got some from Uncle Sam but they ain’t so nice for a little over three dollars a pair.
I han’t got any news to write this time. I wish you a Happy New Years and a Happy Christmas. No more this time. This from your brother, — D. W. Buttles to Ezra Buttles
David, I wish that I could see you and the rest and go hunting with you and a Merry Christmas we would have for I han’t shot a gun as much as I would like to. We don’t shoot our guns much and when we do shoot them, we don’t shoot them at a mark. We have to all shoot at once and shoot across the river and it ain’t any fun. But wait with patience and we will have some fun by and bye.No more this time. Good night.
Dear sister Mehitable, I will write you a few lines to let you know that I han’t forgotten you. I should like to be there and go to meeting with you and have a sleigh ride and so on but I am here and we don’t have much cold weather here. But we have had …[ ] is as fat as a hog and tough. He han’t been sick since he left home. He is cooking for the wagon masters now. He was here last week and now he is gone to Little Rock and he will be through here in a short time with more rations for us. Tell Mary he is doing good for his country and he will be home by and by. No more this time. Write often all the news.
Adelia, here is a few lines to you but there ain’t much news in them I don’t think. I wish that there was something that I could write to you and have it news. Next time you write to me, tell me what you want me to write to you about. I can tell you that I am well and that is all that I can do. I am getting tired of writing. I want to see you all and then I can tell you all and it won’t bother me at all. But when I sit down to write, there is so much going on that I can’t do anything but I will do the best that I can. Good night. This from Word to Delia.
Letter 13
Pine Bluff, Arkansas
January 16, 1864
Dear Mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to let you know that I am well and hope these few lines will find you the same and I hope that it will be the same for a long time to come. We still are having a long time of cold weather and now it is getting to be warmer and things are turning finely. They keep pitching into bushwhackers every day, most five and six in one day, and a short time ago they hung a spy in Little Rock and Hank Vaughn seen him hung. They would of pardoned him if he would of told all about the rebs but he would not. He would die first and so he did. He died for seceshdom. He was not but seventeen year old and they have got four more there but I don’t know whether they are going to hand them or not. But we will hear sometime. 1
Hank [Vaughn], he got to his sergeant last night. He looks fat and healthy. I han’t had a letter from home. I got some postage stamps in three letters and that is all that you have sent me I guess. Hank said that he would of been up to our house if it had not of been so muddy and he was sick the most of the time. I don’t know as i have got any more news to write this time but I think that they won’t all get married before I get home. I hope that Ezra won’t get drafted for I think he had ought to stay at home. But there ain’t much danger, I don’t think no more this time. I want to hear from you often. This from your son, — Worthington
Sister Adelia, I must answer your letter but I don’t know what to write to you but I would like to see you but I would like to see you all and have a good nice visit. But I don’t know when that will be but I hope not long. Don’t you? But a few days more and I will be in Uncle Sam’s service one year and a half, and the last half will be shorter than the first time. With me, one week don’t see like one day hardly. But you think that is a long time. I suppose it is hard to have to be obliged to stay so long in one place but we are getting used to it and we don’t think so much of it as we did. You must tell Jim Sharp and Louisa that I wrote the last letter to them and they must write if they want and if they don’t, tell them to let me know so I can cry and then they will write I think. And what do you think?
You will have to excuse me this time and then you must write often. Good night. This from Word. Tell Hit that I will write to her next time. Kiss her for me.
1 The spy was David Owen Dodd (1846-1864) who was hung on January 8, 1864.
Letter 14
Pine Bluff, Arkansas
January 27th 1864
Dear Mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to let you know that I am well and hope these few lines will find you the same. I received your letter last night and was glad to hear from you and hear that you could not keep Ezra, but I don’t think that he will be drafted. But if he is, you must make the best of it that you can. But don’t get discouraged for I think that I will get home some time. But I don’t think that Ezra will have to go. But get him out if you can if he is drafted for I think that one is enough where there is but two and one is gone. And that is enough where there is no one to help them. But we can’t tell what is the best till we try and I guess that the rebs begin to think so too.
We have had a good many scares but they don’t amount to much and I don’t think they will keep going. Prisoners most every day and there is some of them enlisting in our regiment and I think that is a good sign, don’t you? There ain’t any news much, I don’t think, for I han’t heard of any that amounts to much. But I think that they are getting ready to make the last strike before long. But I can’t tell. But I hope it will be before long.
I got a letter from Harutha and Frank. They was well and so were the children. Frank thinks that he takes lots of comforts with the children and I hope that he does for he has had a hard time, I think. I would like to see them and if I live and they live, I will go and see them when I get back. My time is most half out and I think that the hardest is over. But we can’t tell. We don’t get scared but some might to hear the scares that we do. We don’t think nothing of being called out in the night and go out on picket to strengthen the picket line. But when we get there, there ain’t anything to be seen. There is some bushwhackers here but they are getting scarce for the Home Guard, they know how to catch them. No more this time. Write often. This from your son, 00 D. W. Buttles
To his mother, Emeline Buttles
Dear brother, I once more take my pen in hand to let you know that I am well and hope these few lines will find you the same. There ain’t any news to write but I thought that I must write something. I don’t like that you are drafted nor I don’t think that there will [be] any but there may be. I wrote to you what to do with that horse but I don’t know whether you will get the letter or not. But I hope that you will by the time that I write again. Maybe there will be more to write but there ain’t anything to write [now]. Henry is well and we have lots of fun. If you don’t believe it, you had ought to be here and see. No more this time. This from Word
To Ezra.
Letter 15
Pine Bluff, Arkansas
February 4, 1864
Dear Mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to let you know how I am getting along. I am not as well as I might be but I think that I will be in a short time. I have got the ague again. I hant had but one shake and that is enough. I think if I had some quinine, I would soon get rid of it. I hope that this will find you well.
There ain’t any news to write and I won’t write much. I would like to see the young married folks but when I get home and that I can’t tell when. But I hope before one year and a half passes. But time will tell. I will have to stop. Tell Benedict’s folks that Chester is [alive] for Charley Stormes got a letter from him the other day and he said he was well. I would write to them but I ain’t well and beg excuse. I will write to the children next time. No more this time. This from Word to Mother.
Ezra, I would like to write a long letter but I can’t this time for I don’t feel like it and there ain’t anything to write. But I have got a little money for you if you want it and maybe I will send some more before long. But I shall keep enough for my own use. Give my respects to the folks and write as soon as you get this for I want to hear if it ain’t but a little. This from D. W. Buttles
to Ezra Buttles
Letter 16
Pine Bluff, Arkansas
March 11, 1864
Dear Mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to let you know how that I am getting along. I can have the ague every day lately. I have had it regular once in two weeks and then I shake every day for three days, but it don’t make me feel bad long at a time.
I received your letter yesterday and it was dated the 22nd of February. I was glad to hear from home and hear that you were well as usual and I hope that you will keep well. I think that I will be through with the ague before long.
There ain’t much news to write but there is some. There was three deserters came in from Price’s Army. They were on dress parade that evening and after dark they started for Pine Bluff and they got here the next afternoon and they did not bring any news—only that there was an order read on dress parade that must not fire on the boats that was loaded with cotton that was going down the river. But the other night there was a lieutenant taken prisoner out here a mile. They was three bushwhackers but they are fetching in the bushwhackers every little while and when we get started on our summer campaign, then they will catch it or else we will if they don’t run off and I think they will run. But I can’t tell.
Well mother, about that quinine. You don’t want me to take too much. There ain’t any here for me to take now but here is a dollar and I want you to get it in quinine and send it to me for I think there would be [only] a slim chance for us [to get it]. Once in a while the doctor gets out and he can’t get it and it will come in play for me.
I would like to of been home when Caroline was there and had some fun with her. If there was any chance to get home on a furlough, I will come but I don’t make much of a calculation on it for I don’t think that it will do. I don’t grow poor any yet but I hear the gal is used up. No more this time. Give my respects to all. This from your son, — D. W. Buttles
To his mother.
Well Ezra, I will write to you a few more lines to let you know that I am around and am glad to hear that you are the same, I should like to be there when them auctions come off that I could bid on that one boot. I think that I could bid ore on that one boot than any other one. There is a good deal to be made out of that one boot. When I went anywhere, I would take the boot along with me. If I ever get home again, I will know how to play the cards a little better. I think when my three years is up, I am sure that I can—that is, if I stay in the army.
Ezra, I went to meeting last Sunday and it made me think of home. It was a Presbyterian meeting and he done very well for Southern States, I think. They had a melodeon and they sung first rate. I will try and go next Sunday if I ain’t on picket. 1
There is one more [thing to mention]. We are going to have a new set of guns—Springfield rifles.
No more this time. Give my best respects to all. This from your brother adn friend, — D. W. Buttles
To Ezra Buttles
1 The First Presbyterian Church was organized in Pine Bluff in 1858. Their first church was a frame building erected in 1861 at the corner of 4th and Chestnut Streets near the edge of town. “The church was painted white with a fence around it. There was a vestibule in the church and a gallery. The pews were rented annually for $25 or as much as you could pay. Families sat together. The young children were taught to sit quietly and to look at the minister and not turn their heads to see who came in. The church was dedicated on February 17, 1861.” Services were held in the church until September of 1863 when the building was taken by the Union army and used by the chaplains and soldiers. During the occupation, the building received considerable damage. The last Session minutes were dated August 30, 1863 and services were suspended on August 30, 1864 after the death of Mr. Boozer. Services resumed in the church with the ministry of the Rev. Evander McNair on October, 1866. The church was destroyed by fire in 1893. [Source: First Presbyterian Church, Pine Bluff.]
Letter 17
Pine Bluff, Arkansas
April 17, 1864
Dear mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to write a few lines to let you know that I am well and hope these few lines will find you the same. I received a letter from you the 12th of April. It was dated March 28th and was glad to hear from home and I got a pair of socks with it and I received another pair of socks and they were good ones. The color son’t make them any poorer I don’t think.
I received another letter from you last night and it was dated 4rd of April and the quinine was in it. I want it in the time when I can’t get any anywhere else and have something that I want to use it. Then I will have it to use. I was glad to hear that you were well and it found me well and in good spirits. The thoughts of being discouraged don’t enter my mind for I think we have got a good position here and I think that I will live to get home but I may not. But I must think so whether I do or not. Time will tell. Tomorrow it will be 20 months and the time will be short now. It don’t look very long to me now but I hope it will end before my time is out.
I got a letter from Erastus. He said he is going home on a furlough. He has got to serve for three years more. He says that he hopes that when my time is out he thinks that he won’t have to enlist as a veteran. He thinks that they don’t want to settle with Lincoln but he thinks that they will have to and so do I for I think that he will be reelected this fall and so do I. But we can’t tell.
There ain’t any news to write this time. There is some bushwhacking done round here but it don’t amount to much. There was a boat stuck on a sand bar and there was a few sent up here to tell the news and they lay in a house and they killed two dead and wounded three more and two of them have died and the other one they think will die [too]. They were cavalry. We have to picket and load the trains for Steele’s Army and unload the boats when they come here. I don’t think that we will have to leave here this summer but we may.
I don’t know that I can think of anymore to write this time but I will write as often as I can think of anything to write. Give my best respects to all that wish it. It don’t hurt me much. I can’t write to the girls this time. Let them read this and it will do as well. Goodbye for this time. Write often. This from your dear son, — D. W. Buttles
To his mother, Emeline Buttles
Dear brother, I now take my pen in hand to write a few lines to let you know that I am well and hope these few lines will find you the same. I suppose that you are busy now putting in the grain for to feed Uncle James’ boys what you don’t want yourself. I wish that I was there to help you but I think that you will get along some ways. I don’t think that you will leave home for some time. There will be enough that will enlist so that you won’t be drafted. When you get time to find out what Dan is going to do with Old Pet this summer, I would like to have him earn his living and pay the interest on the money if he could. There is four months pay due us in a short time and there is some talk of our wages being raised to 18 dollars a month. I hope to get what few things we want but I will send home some when we get paid off. But we won’t get paid until we get four months pay. I would like to pay off the horse and get the note and then I would know how the thing was paid. I would like to know what he charges for keeping him. I begin to think that he will be all gone when I get home, if I ever do, and then I will have to start new. But I hope it won’t be so. I would like to have you look to it if you have time and write to me. There ain’t any news to write this time. Write often. No more this time. This from your brother and friend, — D. W. Buttles
To Ezra Buttles
Letter 18
Pine Bluff, Arkansas
May 14, 1864
Dear mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to inform you that I am well and hope this will find you the same. I received your welcome letter this morning and was glad to hear that you were well and that Harriet has got home and the rest of the young folks that have been gone so long. Also also to hear that Erastus has got home. I don’t begrudge him of his happiness for his thirty days won’t last long and then he will have to come back for three years longer and that is more than I want to serve after my time is out. I would like to be there when they were there but I am here and I can’t get away from here yet a while.
We are working on fortifications now pretty hard. We think some that the Rebs will come here to clean us out but I don’t think that they will try. It is getting most too much works to fight over. They will lose a good many men if they do while they are getting the place. I think that they had rather attack small forces when they are in the swamps where they can corral the teams to fight them. But they will get their pay for it som of these times. I can’t tell how long, but before next winter I think. But there is lots of soldiers coming down here and then we will have more than they have and then we would have enough to hold the place and enough to guard the train, and then they would get whipped faster. It is going to take longer to whip them here than I thought it was but it can be done I think. I don’t get discouraged any yet nor I don’t think that I will. There is men enough in the North to clean them out if they are a mind to get them, but paying three hundred dollars and stay at home won’t whip them. But the Presidential election will help to settle the muss, I think. But I will have to let that part go and write about something else.
You will have to tell Frank and Harriet the best story that you can for me and tell them that they must write to me. Take good care of the little ones and help them to get along the best they can. I wish I was there to see them and the rest of the folks. I don’t like the place that Hita is working at. It is too hard a place and she had better get some other place if she wants to work out. It ain’t good for her health to work so hard and she must be careful as she will need a doctor and that won’t pay very well I don’t think. I would like o know what Frank is going to do this summer. I will have to stop for this time. Give my best respects to all. This from your son, — D. W. Buttles
To his mother, Emeline Buttles
Dear Brother, I once more take my pen in hand to let you know that I am well and hope these few lines will find you the same. We are having a busy time here now but it won’t last long, I don’t think. There ain’t much news to write but I must write something for I want to hear from home once in a week and if I don’t write, I can’t expect to hear from home. I received your letter this morning stating about Sam trading off Old Charley for two hundred acres of land and getting a warranty deed of the land and no encumbrances on it for the horse. I think that it had ought to be worth the horse if it is situated where you say. It is in such a nice place, it had ought to be worth the horse if it worth anything. And it will be the best thing that I can do, I think, if he can make a trade and get the deed in my name, that he had better let him go and have the thing fixed to the satisfaction of all. I won’t grumble. I want Dan satisfied as well as myself. I would like to get a letter from Dan himself. He has took care of the horse and makes the trade. I want to have him paid for it till he is satisfied. If I ever get back, I think that I can satisfy him some way if I can’t here. If he makes the trade, the deed will have to be recorded, I suppose, where the land is and [ ] will do that. I want the thing sure so that I won’t get wiped out of it all if it is a trade and I think that he will do it. If he does it all, he will do it right….
Write as soon as you can. This from your brother, — D. W. Buttles
To Ezra Buttles
Letter 19
Headquarters Co. I, 28th Regt. Wisconsin Volunteer.
Pine Bluff, Arkansas
May 28th 1864
Dear Mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to inform you of my health. It is good now-a-days and I am thankful for it and I hope that these few lines will find you the same. I received your last letter in due season from the time it was mailed. It got here in twelve days and that is quick for a letter to come here.
There ain’t much news to write but I hope that there will be lots of news before long. I have to write something but it is hard to think of what to write to fill up the sheet. But we will get through with writing in less than three years more. I will be glad when it comes and I think it will in a shirt time. I think that the home guards will do some good for they can garrison places and the old troops can take the field. But it will be a hard time. But I think that we will be the conquerers in the end and it will be a grand thing to have our country free once more and we can enjoy our home and friends once more.
I received those socks that you bought and sent to me but I thought that you would knit them and then send them. But I can wear them out, I reckon, and there is a right smart chance for our staying here for a while longer yet. But I think that we will have to go, but I don’t know when And we may not go at all. I hope that we may not go for we have got good quarters here and we might as well stay here as to let some other one stay here. We are having good times here now and I hope we will have as long as we have to stay in the service.
You said that you had sold Old Speck for thirty dollars. I think that you got a good price and you said that you got some groceries and you paid two dollars a pound for tea adn down here it is three dollars and a half. And you must have some coffee. I can’t drink much for we have had so much of it that I am sick of it, and you know that I like tea and I must have some. But we can sell our coffee for sixty cents a pound that is burnt and that is green. We can get a dollar a pound. Our squad have got a requisition and got it from the commissary and it cost a dollar and a half a pound. But I will have to stop for this time. Give my best respects to all. Write as soon as you get this. From your son, — D. W. Buttles
To his Mother. Write all new news.
Dear brother Ezra, I once more take my pen in hand to write you a few lines to let you know that I am well…[business content]
Letter 20
Headquarters of Co. Co. I, 28th Regt. Wisconsin Vol Infantry
Pine Bluff, Arkansas
June 7, 1864
Dear Mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to inform you of my health. It is good and I hope these few lines will find you the same. It has been three days since I received your welcome letter and I was glad to hear from home and I suppose that you are from me. I don’t hear from home as often as I wish that I could. I have tried three times to answer this last letter since I got it and the first day I was detailed for picket and the next day I was sleepy and then I could not write and then the next day we were sent to work on the breastworks and now this evening, tired as I am, I will write. But we are having easy times to what we generally are but the breastworks are a good deal of work. Now we are building some that will be hard to take and them are the kind to be behind in a fight. And I am willing to do my share and not find much fault but the first ones that we built, the rain spoilt them most and when we were building them we thought that we would have to use them before this time. But we han’t yet. And we will build some good ones now and let them stand. They will do till we get better ones ad we have got a [ ] fence beyond the breastworks about four rods and by the time they get over the fence, there will be some that will lay there to charge no more on our works.
I think that we will stay here all summer and think that the rebs will try us before the summer is out. We have been expecting to have an attack for a long time. For all I think, there ain’t any near now as I can hear but I hope that we will hear some good news from General Grant before long. It is getting to be rather warm weather here now but I feel as if that I could stand it better this summer than I did last. I would like to be home for a while now but there ain’t any use of talking about it for their ain’t any such thing as going home till our time is out and that ain’t but a little while. I suppose that Erastus has gone and left his deary. That would not suit me I don’t think. If I live to ever get home, I will stay more than thirty days. But we can’t tell so long before hand. I will have to stop for this time and you must give my best respects to all and write me a long letter and often as you can. Good night. God bless us all. This from your dear son, — D. W. Buttles
To his mother Emeline Buttles
Dear brother Ezra, once more I take my pen in hand this evening to write you a few more lines to let you know that I think of you once in a while. But there ain’t any news to write to you this time. But I must write something…I suppose that you are through of your busy time by this time of putting in your spring crops. I hope htat you will have good crops and that you will stay at home to enjoy them. I think that my time is getting along fast that I agreed to help Uncle Sam and there will be a good number of his boys that will die serving his country and there is some hard battles to be won and that before long I think those hundred days men. I think that they are tight if they want them for more than one hundred days. But I hope that they won’t and they want us so long I don’t think. But let the thing run/ We are content with our lot. I suppose you are with yours.
I am waiting with patience to hear that old Charley is traded off and to hear how well he done last summer. I should like to look round up there for a while now but I must look for the rebs. That is our business now and we do it right up to the handle. We have got a new set of guns—Springfield rifles. They are nice and they are a fine sight. The rebs will fare harder before them, I think. No more this time. This from Word to Ezra.
Dear sister Mahitable, I once more take my pen in hand to write you a few lines to let you know that I have not forgotten you. There ain’t any news to write but I am going to tell you how we live now days. We are having fine times for soldiers. We have got up a tent out behind the barracks and there is a squad of seven in it and we take turns in cooking. I wish that you could be here with us some times when we have our fancy meals. I can bake biscuits and cookies and pies and stew apples and cook beans and cake—anything that we have to cook. And Hank Vaughn, he is next best, I think, I think he will cook as well as I can. Hank is on picket tonight. He is well and full of fun.
I suppose that Henry Vaughn is satisfied now he is a soldier but it is too bad for him to leave Mary Jane. He is getting paid now for his past deeds food although for her. Do you hear from Mate now? How is she getting along? Give my best respects when you see her. Tell her that I am well and that I hope that I will live to get home for I want to see her. I will have to stop for to write for it is after roll call and time to go to bed. Tell Delia and David that I can’t write to them this time. Good night. This from Word to Mehitable. Write often and all the news. The end for this time.
Letter 21
Headquarters of Co. I, 28th Regt. Wisconsin Volunteers
Pine Bluff, Arkansas
June 11th 1864
Dear Mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to let you know that I am well and I hope these few lines will find you the same. I received your letter of the 22nd of last month and I was glad to hear that you was well and the rest but I don’t know that I can write any news tonight, but the news id good from General Grant and I hope that he will be successful and if he is, I think that it will be ended in a short time. There ain’t any news of our leaving here as I see now. There is reinforcements coming here. There is a few come today and more tomorrow and when they all come, we will have a very good force for this place. There is lots coming to Little Rock and Fort Smith so we will stand a very good show for our holding this river. I suppose that somebody will have to go sometime within two months to drive them into Texas but I hope it won’t be us. But if we have to go, we will, and we will do the best we can.
We are having too good times to stay here many months longer. I would like to be there for a few months now but it is out of the question. I would like to go up to Ezra’s little house and make Harriet a visit and lots of the rest of the folks round there but the time is getting shorter every day and the days don’t seem more than two ones long so you see that it passes quickly by, but it will depend on General Grant for the ending of the war—sooner the better—and that is the thoughts of most of the soldiers I think. I don’t know what to write to make it interesting to you. If I did, I would. There ain’t anything as I see but I must write something and I want you to do the same. I don’t get many letters now days and I don’t know what is the reason. I guess that I am losing all my friends, if I ever had any. I get one from home most every week but the rest is minus. But I can stand it if the rest can.
There was a bad accident in Co. D the other day. One of the company [named Melvin Justus Clark] was sick [and] rather weak and he went up to the edge of the bank of the river and he was weak and fainted or something and he fell over the wire that is stretched to keep them from running over the bank when it is dark and he broke his neck and died instantly. That is all that I can think of to write tonight so good night. Write often and all the news. Give my best respect to all. This from your son, — D. W. Buttles
To his mother, Emeline Buttles
Dear brother Ezra, I thought that I would pen a few lines to you this evening but I don’t know what it will be. I am well and I hope that these few lines will find you the same. I suppose that you have all of your crops in this spring that you will and now you will have a spell that you can rest if you want to. I would like to be there and go out with you and have a time of shooting chipmunks and gophers and such things for it has been some time since I have done such things as that. And it would be some fun now, I think, but it is rainy and muddy there as it has been for a few days back. We would not have a very good time. I guess that it rained most every day this month so far but we are having good times and we don’t mind it much. It don’t hurt the corn nor anything else that we plant but it won’t be so but about thirteen months longer and then we have now. I suppose that men and boys are scarce there now when the Hundred Days men are gone, but when the draft comes off next July of three hundred thousand that they will be more so. But let that go for this time and talk of something else.
I suppose that you have seen about Old Charley by this time. Horses are high, I think, up there now. Hank says that his brother has been offered for his colts that he had when we left there four hundred dollars. I think that they must be nice ones by this time. I would like to have Old Pet traded off for land or something…[business discussion].
This from Word to Ezra. Give my best respects to all that wish me happy dreams and a long life.
Letter 22
Pine Bluff, Arkansas
July 8, 1864
Dear Mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to let you know that I am well and I hope these few lines will find you the same. I received your letter dated the 17 of June but I was sorry to hear that Harriet was so bad. But I hope that she will get better before long.
We are having good times here now. We are holding our position and that is all we do and that is enough, I think. And when we leave here, I hope that we will have enough to cut our way through anything that they have got on this side of the Mississippi River. We had bad luck the time Steele went to Camden, and if we start again, I hope that we will be successful. There ain’t any news to write but I don’t think that there will be anything done here till Grant gets the thing tight where he is and then we will have more troops sent here and then we can make a forward move. We spent our 4th [of July] in peaceable times. There was no excitement here. There was 34 guns fired and the Declaration [of Independence] was read to every regiment that was here. When the guns were fired, it made us think of Helena, you may bet, for they was big ones. But it were much better than a year ago when the balls were flying every which way. But I hope that we will hear some good news that past last forth but I don’t think that there will be[be] another fourth passed while this army last but there may be. I can’t tell nor anybody else. But we will trust in Providence and it will be all right in the end.
These Hundred Days’ Men I suppose they begin to think that they are a great ways from home but let them get down where we are and they will be some farther but they won’t see the times that we have I don’t think in one hundred days. I hope that they won’t but I would like to have them see a little fight so that they would know how it seems.
I suppose that you had a good time the 4th [of July]. I hope that you did but I can tell you that I han’t got but one birthday to pass in this enlistment. I will have to stop for this time. Good night. God bless us all. This from your son, — D. W. Buttles.
To his mother, Emeline Buttles.
Dear brother Ezra, I once more take my pen in hand to write a few lines to let you know that I am well and hopes these lines will find you the same. We are having jolly old times here and no pay yet but there is one coming on the next boat and we have go to sign the pay rolls in the morning and I think we will get paid off about next Monday. There ain’t no news to write but there were a few of our boys gobbled [up] today. They were out grazing their horses and they got taken in, horses and all. They will look out a little better after this, I think. They are some new ones. They will learn the longer they are in the service.
I suppose that you had a nice time the Fourth. I wish that I could of been there and helped to have the fun with you. We did not have much fun here. but the rebs they did not trouble us at all nor I don’t think that they will for we have got too much fortifications to suit them. We was on every day and night too when we went on guard or picket so you see we had all that we wanted to tend to. But we have got through now with the hard work. No more to write. I will write soon again. This from Word to Ezra. My best respects to all.
Dear sister Mehitable, I once more take my pen in hand to write you a few lines but there ain’t much to write. But Mother wrote that you was not very well. I am very sorry to hear that but you must keep up good grit and get over it. I am the toughest now that I ever was since I left home and I hope that I will keep so till I get out of this army and get home…
I can tell you now where Chester is now. He is in Little Rock and he has been sick and Charley Storms went up there on the boat as a guard and he see him. He is going to go home when he gets paid. Then Mary will be all right. But I will stop there and tell you what we had for supper. We had some pride cakes and tea and meat. They were sweetened and they was good and I made them and I think that we live very well. As long as we stay here, we can get along. Call in and get one if you don’t think they are good. I will have to stop for tonight for it is after taps and I have got to go to bed. Good night. This from Word to Mahitable. May God bless us all for His name sake.
Letter 23
Pine Bluff, Arkansas
July 24, 1864
Dear Mother,
I once more sit down to write you a few more lines to let you know that I am well and I hope that this will find you the same. We have not had any mail in most three weeks and there won’t any come till the boat goes from here to Little Rock and back and it will start tomorrow—the talk is—and I thought that I would write a few lines if I could not get any. But there ain’t any news to write but when we get our mail I think we will get some.
We are still at work and I suppose we will have to work as long as we stay here and there is a prospect of or staying here for some time to come if the rebs don’t come here and drive us away from here. But we will stand s small fight first and it may not be so small as it might be.
If we had got our mail, there might be something to write but it did not come and I must write something. It will be good when it does come. I would like to be home for a while now but the coming back would be the worst so I think that the time won’t be very long till our time will be out. I think that we have had the warmest weather that we will have this season but it may be warm a good while yet. I think that this has been the warmest summer that I ever saw in my life but it may be warmer yet before fall. But I hope not.
There is a great many sick here but not many of the old troops. But the new ones take it awful this season. But there may more of the old ones be sick yet this summer. But I hope there won’t be as much sick as there has been. It stands a man in hand to have a little quinine with him for he don’t know when he will be taken with a fever. I han’t taken but one dose of mine since I got it but when a man wants anything that I have got, he is welcome to it. I am going to have more sent before a great while if I can get any money but there ain’t much prospect of getting any. But I will have to say good night. Bless you all. This from Word to his Mother. Give my best respects to all, Write often.
[Page devoted to sister Adelia and another to Brother Ezra; not transcribed. See scans.]
Letter 24
Pine Bluff, Arkansas
August 30th 1864
Dear Brother,
I once more take my pen in hand to inform you of my good health. It is good and I hope this will find you the same. I am to work in the shop yet and I think that I will for some time if I want to and I think that it is better for me. I get my regular night’s sleep but it is hard work when I have to shoe the mules. But they don’t want to be shod every day for when the shoe is put on once, it don’t get taken off till it is worn off or lost and then I put new ones on and that won’t come very often for I calculate to put them on to stay. I han’t had anything to do in some time for we can’t get any nails but I tinker at something, do some jobs for the boys and some othersm and get a little spending money. If your horses want shoeing, fetch them in and I will show them and won’t charge you nothing.
I got a letter from Erastus. He is well and he says that Kirby Smith is round there with 30,000 but they ain’t scared. I don’t see where they get all of hteir men for there is lots of them reported round here within forty or fifty miles but we don’t fear them—the rebs. They made a raid on Memphis and they went in town and the report was that they stayed in the city two hours but they soon got out of there for the forts begun to make it warm for them. The infantry that was there, they was out after the rebs and they got round them and then they come in. That is the report here. You will get the particulars there before we do here.
It has been a long time since I have got a letter from home but I will have to wait till the mail comes again. I will close. Give my best respects to all. This from your brother and friend, — D. W. Buttles
To his brother Ezra
David, here is a few lines to you. I don’t know what to write to you but that pistol that I found to Mount Elba, the main spring was broke and I made another one for it yesterday and now I wish it was to home. I think that I can send it by the captain and he will take it to where Hank lives and then you can get it…David, here is some watermelon seeds. Keep them and plant them in the spring.
Letter 25
Pine Bluff, Arkansas
August 30, 1864
Dear mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to write a few lines. I am well and I hope these few lines will find you the same, I have not heard from you in a long time. Got one from you the 7th of August and I have not got any since. I received two from Harriet and she did not say anything about you nor any of the rest. I hope that the next mail that comes I will get one from home for it seems a long time. That mail that was burnt, I think I must of had four or five letters and now I don’t know whether to write to them or wait till they write to me. I don’t write but one letter to anyone and then if they don’t answer that, that is the last unless I think that it is lost and that ain’t very often. But we have lost one mail that we know. We lost by the rebs burning the boat. But I hope that we won’t lose any more mail.
There ain’t any war news to write but there is one thing sure, we han’t got a year longer to serve till we enlist over and I think that I will see home before I will enlist over again. I will tell you some news [and] that is that our captain will start fr the North on this boat a recruiting. Captain G. J. Smith. He lives in Troy Center. He will be around and you may see him. You have got his picture in the record as 1st Lieutenant and you will see him likely. You can go up there some day when he is there and then you can hear more than I can write. He will be around where the most of the friends of Company I. Before he comes back, I hope that you will see him and have a chat with him. I don’t know how long he will be gone from here but I think he will be gone three months or more.
I would like to of heard from the crops and things and what wool and all kinds of grain is worth but I will have to wait till I get a letter. I will have to stop for this time. Keep up good spirits. I don’t know what I will do for postage stamps for we can’t get any here. But they may fetch some the next mail. I hope they will for there ain’t any in the company hardly. No more this time. Write soon. This from your son, — D. W. Buttles
To his mother Emeline Buttles
Here is a record of discharged men in Co. I and one of the deceased and you can set them down in the record if you han’t [already].
Letter 26
Pine Bluff, Arkansas
October 25, 1864
Dear mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to answer your letters, one dated the 4th and the other the 9th. I was glad to hear from you and hear that you was well. I han’t got a letter from home before in three weeks and I han’t wrote because I could not send one away. The river is so low that the boats won’t run now and the mail ain’t very regular but I am well and enjoying myself first rate and that is the way that I want you to do. I write as often as there is any way for the mail to go and that is as often as there is any use for there ain’t any use of writing… I am still in the shop and I don’t have much to do and I have plenty easy time but I don’t know how long I will stay there but I will employ myself as long as I do stay there.
There ain’t any news now. We keep fortifying all of the time. The longer the rebs stay away, the more works we build and the harder the place will be to be taken. I think that we could lick five to one here now but if they could get siege guns here they could give us a hard one but I believe that there is going to be a fort built here and then we will have some siege guns here and then we can play our part. But the rebs have left here and gone somewhere else and I don’t think that they will bother us this winter.
I begin to think that our time is getting short. It begins to look as if we would get home all right yet. One more cold winter and then the rest will be short. It ain’t anything to hire out for nine or ten months. That passes quick. I hope and pray that we may get home safe and this cruel war ended and I think that it will be ended. We are going to vote for Old Abraham a week from next Tuesday and that ain’t long. They have got Richmond pretty well cornered up and they will begin to think that they are whipped when that falls. If they don’t, I don’t know when they will. We are gaining all the time. Every fight now is a victory for us and that is encouraging, I think, and discouraging for them.
I will have to stop for this time. I got them caps that you sent but the boots han’t come yet. I would like to know how you sent them. If you sent them by Express, if I did not get them, they would have to pay for them. But I think that they are to Little Rock but the boats can’t run and they can’t send any Express here. I will get them when the boats can run, I think. I would like to be at home for a while but the time is short and we might as well keep cool till ew can come home. Goodbye for this time. Write soon. This from your son, — D. W. Buttles
To his mother.
[Page devoted to sister Mahitable and another to Brother Ezra; not transcribed. See scans.]
Letter 27
Pine Bluff, Arkansas
November 1, 1864
Dear Mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to write a few lines to you to let you know that I am well and hope these few lines will find you the same. The mail is going out tomorrow and I must send a letter every mail if I can. We keep hearing good news from the Potomac and we are well pleased with the news and you hear the news before we do and there ain’t any use of my writing anything about it and to let you know how we feel about it. It keeps gaining for us and losing for them. I think that after election, there will be a great difference for there ain’t nothing surer that Abraham will be elected again and then the rebs will think that there ain’t any salvation for them any longer. They can’t stand it for three years more, I don’t think, I hope that Richmond will be ours before election and that will be death for them and then they can’t have much hope, I don’t think.
There ain’t any news to write—only it is rainy and nasty and I han’t got anything to do much and I can do anything that I am a mind to pretty much. I hope it will keep so all winter and then I think that I can stand most anything next summer and then I can come home and have a good time [even] if I have to enlist again after that. But I hope that there won’t be any need of anymore enlisting after my time is out. If there is, I shall begin to think that we can’t never whip them.
The last we heard that our forces were giving Old Price what he need in Missouri. I hope he won’t get a man out of there. I hope they will all get killed or taken prisoner before these ones gets away for they have raided around enough for so few men. But they have got into their own state and they will fight better there than they will out here in this part of the country. Things are fixed up here nice now and I hope that we won’t have a chance to use them.
I will have to close for this time. The most of the company are well now and the rest of them are improving fast. I hope that I will have more to write. Tell the rest that I can’t write to them this time for I han’t got time. Tell them all to write and then I will answer their letters if they will tell me what to write about. Give my best respects to all. This from your son, — D. W. Buttles
To his mother Emeline Buttles
Letter 28
Little Rock, Arkansas
January 1, 1865
Dear mother,
I once more take the opportunity to write a few lines to you, first wishing you a happy new year. I hope that you will have a better time than I had. I was on picket and watched the old year out and the new year in. It was not a very cold night nor day. It was a pleasant day but I think that it must of been cold up there. We have spent three new years in the South. I think that the next new year that I spend will be at home, if I live.
There is an order that the troops that was called in ’62 that they will be mustered out at the date of muster and if that is so, that we will be at home in little over seven months more and that time is short. There is good news from Chattanooga. Our forces took fifteen thousand prisoners and one hundred and eight cannon and I don’t know how many stand of arms. If there is much more such fighting as that, I think that they will give up. The report is now round here that Jeff Davis is dead. I should rather think that it was a blind for him to get away but I will have to let that go.
You spoke about Chester giving you some money for a pistol and you would send it to me. You may send me five dollars and you may keep the rest and when we get paid off, I will send it back and more with it. We han’t been paid off in a long time and I bought a watch and so took the most of the money that I saved and I have got out. I could sell my watch but I can’t get near what it is worth and I don’t want to let it go. We have to buy bread and it ain’t very cheap here.
I am sorry that them boots did not come. Such boots as them here cost from 15 to 25 dollars and the [ ] boots don’t last more than two months and then we have to draw more and one such pair would last me more than a year here in the army. If you send it, send it as quick as you can and when I get paid off, I will send some more home. Give my best respects to all and write often and all the news. I hope that there will be lots of good news when I write again. This from your son, — D. W. Buttles
Letter 29
Little Rock, Arkansas
January 10, 1865
Dear mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to write a few lines to let you know that I am well and I hope this will find you the same. There ain’t any news to write but I must write once in a while to let you know that I am well. All the news that I can tell is that I have heard from my box and it is in Helena and they sent me a line and I wrote back to them and told them to forward it to this place but I won’t have any money to pay the Express of the pay master don’t come or else you send me some. The talk is now that we will be paid off before long. I don’t see what the reason is that it did not come through. They said there was nothing due on the box. I think it will be here in a week or ten days but I will stop about that now.
I am sorry to hear that Harriet has so much trouble. I hope she will get well before long. The boys are all well that you know and they feel first rate. But they think that we have got to go to Texas yet but I hope that we won’t have to go. There is some that think we will stay and more that think that we will have to go on this spring campaign but it ain’t but a little more than seven months. I will have to stop for this time. Give my best respects to all that wish. Tell Harriet a good story for me. This from your son, — D. W. Buttles
[There is half a page devoted to a letter to his brother, not transcribed, of a personal nature. See scans.]
Letter 30
Little Rock, Arkansas
January 18, 1865
Dear mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to write a few lines to let you know that I am well and I hope this will find you the same. There ain’t any news to write much. There has been a little fuss with the boats going up to Fort Smith but the rebs got licked out. There is three of our company on the boat as guards and when they get back, then we will know all about the fun. There ain’t much going on [here] but they are preparing to go on some expedition but I hope that we won’t have to go. I have seven months more tonight and then I have been in three years. But I don’t know but we will be where we can’t get home. But I hope that we will. I wish that there was some news to write but I can’t think of any now. I hope that Harriet is well enough to write to me and tell me how the little children are for I want to hear from the little ones. That box han’t got here yet but I expect it here this week and I hope that five dollars will get here soon so that I can buy some little things. I will have to stop for this time. This from your son, — D. W. Buttles
To his mother Emeline Buttles
Dear brother, I once more take my pen inn hand to write a few lines to let you know that I am well and I hope this will find you the same. We are on duty every day—one day on picket and the next day on breastworks and then after wood and the next day after lumber and then on picket and we don’t have any time hardly to wash our clothes. But I will get a better place soon according to all talk. I will be detailed in the shop again before long. But I don’t care whether I do get a detail or not. Mother said that Erastus’ wife was up there to see our folks….
This from your brother, — D. W. Buttles
To Ezra Buttles
Letter 31
Little Rock, Arkansas
February 5, [1865]
Dear mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to write a few lines to let you know that I am well and I hope this will find you the same. We have been on two weeks scout and got back last night and we have had a muddy time. We went some days 9 miles and one only six miles in one day. We got orders to go and I did not have time to write a few words but I have got back and I am all right and I have carried my knapsack every day and my feet han’t got a sore spot on my feet but I wore shoes and my feet was wet all the time. But I went down town last night and I got my boots and they fit first rate but the box was broke open and the stuff was all out but two bags of fruit and I got them socks and that five dollars and it came in a good time for there ain’t any likes of our being paid off in some time. But I wish we was for we need it. But I don’t know where we will go yet. We have got orders to go to New Orleans. We will start this week but I can’t tell what day but I think that I will have time to write a few lines before we start. But I don’t want you to worry about me if you don’t get a letter from me in a long time for I will [write] every time that I get a chance.
I have got some bad news to write. Fayette Allen died the 24th of January. He was taken sick three or four days before we went and he died the second day after we left. He was a nice fellow but we can’t tell who is the next one but I am well and feel first rate. I think that I have had sickness enough to last till my time is out if it only ain’t in ten months. I will have to stop for this time. Give my best respects to all. From your son, — D. W. Buttles
Dear brother Ezra, I once more take my pen in hand to write a few lines to you but we have had hard tie of this march. But I stood it first rate and I am ready for another one. But this one is on a boat and carries [us] for some of the way. But when we get there, I think that we will have some flat footing to do. I think that we will be on the go now till our time is out but all that I ask is good health and I will stand it till my time is out. Nothing worries me now for I think what a nice time we will have when we get home. We went to Mount Elba and stayed there two days and the cavalry, they went to Camden within eight or nine and then they came back. There was forty-six prisoners in all. There was one cavalry man shot. That was all that was hurt in the whole outfit. I believe there was four thousand and five hundred in our whole command. No more this time. From Word to Ezra
Dear sister Hittie, I once more take my pen in hand to pen a few lines to you. I am well and hope this will find you the same. We have been on a big raid and we have just got back and now we have got to to to New Orleans and I cant tell when we will get back nor where we will go but I hope we will have good luck and I don’t want to have any of you to worry about me and do the best you can. I will write to you as often as I can. Goodbye for this time. This from Word to Hitta.
Dear sister Adelia…[similar message]
Letter 32
Algiers, Louisiana
February 20, 1865
Dear Mother,
I once more take the opportunity to write a few lines to let you know that I am well and that we are going to leave here in the morning. We are going to Dolphin Island and we will start in the morning. It won’t take long to go there and we ain’t going to get paid off here but the pay master is going to go with us and pay us when we get there. I wrote in the other letter what we could [not] carry and we have put them in a box and sent them home. Sent them with Henry and Whitmer’s folks will get them and you can get them there. I have got an overcoat and one dress coat and one pair of pants and two under shirts and they ain’t very clean and I had not time to wash them. But you can clean them for me. I got a letter from home this morning and I was glad to hear from home but I am well and I hope this will find you the same. No more this time. This from your son, — D. W. Buttles to his mother, Emeline Buttles. Give my best respect to all that wish.
Ezra, I will write a few lines to you but I hope this will find you well and all right and that lame back dispensed with and the draft, I hope, that you won’t have any draft. But if you do get drafted, I hope you will make the best of it and take it easy and not worry about anything and you will be all right. And if you do get drafted, be careful what you eat so you won’t be sick. The time is getting shorter every day for me and the way we are now, it passes faster than ever. There ain’t much news as I hear so I will have to stop…. This from your brother, — D. W. Buttles
Letter 33
Fort Morgan
Mobile Point, Alabama
February 26, 1865
Dear mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to write a few lines to you to let you know that I am well and where I am, and I hope this will find you all well. We are still going farther and farther from home. Little did I think that we would come down here. I thought that if we went anywhere, it would be out into Texas or some parts off in that direction. But we are down here and we are within forty miles of Mobile and I expect that we will see some fighting before we get there. But we have got force enough to take the place without much fuss. At any rate, I hope we won’t have to begin now [that] our time is so near out. But I think that the war will end this spring. I could not tell how many troops there is here but there is the most that we was ever with and lots more coming.
We will stay here a week or more but I can’t tell how long but I hope we will have good luck to see the thing through with before our time is out. But there ain’t any hopes of our getting paid off till our time is out. But I wish that we would, but we can stand it till then if we can’t get any. But you will have to send me some stamps and then I can write to you. I have got enough yet but I don’t want to get out.
I can tell a little about the salt water now for we came across the Gulf of Mexico and there was lots of the boys seasick. It made me dizzy but I did not vomit. But I would of been better off, I think, if I could. It was pretty rough and it rained most of the time when we was coming. There ain’t any news to write but if I ever get home I can tell you more than I could write in a month. You can look on the map and you will see where we are or where we have been. By the time you get this, we will be in some other place. I will have to stop for this time. From your son, — D. W. Buttles
To his mother. Give my respect to all. Write often.
Dear brother Ezra, I once more take my pen in hand to write a few lines to you to let you know that I am well and I hope this will find you the same and at home enjoying yourself the best you know how for we are having pretty good times. But we are ddoing some traveling now days where we little thought of going. But I hope it is for the best and I hope we will keep going till it gets too warm and then I want to lay still. It is getting pretty war, and we don’t want but one shirt on. I don’t know how warm it will be here but I don’t want it much warmer. I don’t know where we are going next but I suppose we will move on to Mobile. But I hope we will have good luck to get through with it all right and come out whole. We are here now a few rods from Fort Morgan on the northeast side. It looks as if it was a hard place to take but it is ours now and I think that Mobile will before long.
The draft came off in New Orleans as well as it did up North but I hope that there won’t have to be another draft in this war. I hope that you was not drafted. No more this time. Give my best respect to all. This from your brother and friend, — D. W. Buttles
Dear sister Hita, I once more take my pen in hand…I think of you often but I don’t know what to write to you. But one thing I want is to have you keep mother from having the blues for that is the one thing she can do to get the blues…We have crossed the Gulf and it ain’t much a nice place to be when it is rough like it was when we came across. No more this time…
Dear Adelia. Here is a few lines to you…We are in a funny place just now. We are in a reserve corps detached from the 7th Army Corps. I don’t know how long we will stay here but I hope that you won’t worry about me nor none of the rest…Write often.
Letter 34
Fort Morgan
Mobile Point, Alabama
March 5, 1865
Dear mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to write a few lines to you to let you know that I am well and I hope this will find you the same. I have not heard from home in a long time and I don’t know how long it will be but I hope it won’t be long. There ain’t any news here but that Charleston is evacuated and that is all the news that I have heard in a long time. We are here on the sand and it looks like winter here all the time for the sand is white and it drifts like snow. We don’t know how long we will stay here. We don’t have much to do but now I think we will have to drill four hours every day—two hours in the morning and two in the afternoon. But I hope it won’t last long. But we might as well be doing that as to be laying round in the tents and doing nothing.
I hope that you are having good times for we expect to have when we get out of this. But I hope that the war will be ended by that time. I would like ot hear from home for the reason I would like to know how the draft was or whether they made up the quota without the draft. I hope that they did not have to draft but I hope that if there was any draft that it did not take Ezra for I don’t see how you could spare him now. But if he has to go, I think that you will get along for there is lots in the same fit. I hope that I will get some mail before I write again. I will have to stop for this time. Give my best respect to all. This from your son, — W. Buttles
To his mother, Emeline Buttles. Write often and all the news.
Dear brother Ezra, ….I think that they will be going to attack Mobile before a great while but I don’t think that there will be much of a fight there. I think it will be done mostly by the gunboats but I can’t tell so I will have to let it go and time will tell…
Dear sister Harriet, …Charleston is evacuated and Old Jeff he says that they must take it back or else they are gone up and I think that they be for they won’t get that back and they will lose more before long….
Letter 35
Mobile Point, Alabama
March 12, 1865
Dear mother,
I once more take my pen inn hand to write a few lines to you to let you know that I am well and I hope this will find you the same. I have not heard from home since we left Algiers but I hope that I will soon and I hope that you will be well. There aint any news to write but there was heavy cannonading north of here all day and we could see the smoke. The gunboats was fighting a land battery up the bay. They took one transport, I believe, and that was all. I don’t know whether they took the battery or not and I think that I was as near as I would like to be. But there is a chance of our seeing some fighting before we get through with all of this.
I am not with the company now. I am detailed in the Pioneer Corps of the Division and Brigade. I was detailed for a blacksmith but I don’t know what they will have me do and I don’t care much for I think that I can stand it if my health keeps good. I don’t think it will be as hard where I am as it will be in the company but it will be lonesome till I get acquainted with the rest of the Corps. But I can go to the regiment once in a while and see the rest of the boys. We have turned our guns over and we won’t have to carry them, I don’t think, but they may issue an order for us to take them. But I hope not for we will have some work to do and the guns will be in the way. But in a fight, they would come handy. But I hope that we will get along without much fighting. There is some men out of twelve regiments in the Pioneer Corps. I hope that I will have some good news to write before long but I have got some more bad news to write and that is that Jim Murry [of Co. I] died the twelfth of last month at Little Rock. He was a good fellow to be with [even] if he was an Irishman. He was a fine fellow to be with. He thought a good deal about going home but he has gone to his long home. I will have to stop for this time, wishing you all well. Give my best respect to all. Write often. This from your son, — D. W. Buttles
Dear Brother Ezra, …I heard that there was no draft and so I think that you must be at home. But I am away down here in the wilderness. There ain’t much news to be got here until it gets to be an old thing. Hope we will get off of this point before a great while but we may get in a worse place if we leave here. But our time is going on. Everyday brings it one day nearer the end of our three years. It is some lonesome here but I will get over that after a little…
Brother David, I don’t hear from you very often…I would like to know what you have killed with my little rifle lately. I think that I will be pretty well armed when I get home. I have got a six-shooter now and I mean to bring it home with me and then we can make the rabbits and things suffer in the inter and the muskrats and mink and we will have lots of fun, won’t we….
Letter 36
Mobile, Alabama
April 13, 1865
Dear mother,
I once more take the opportunity to pen a few lines to you to let you know that I am well and I hope this will find you the same. I received your letter of the 24th of March yesterday and it found me well but it did not find me at McIntosh Bluff for we had a ride on the rebel fleet. They were all surrendered to us and when they came down the river, we got on board and came to Mobile and we are here waiting for further orders. There was between 25 or 30 boats of the rebel fleet and two gunboats and all of the forces on this side of the Mississippi river has surrendered and the talk is now that we have got to go to Texas to fight old Kirby Smith. But I think that he will surrender before we will have to go. There is some rumor of his surrendering yesterday and the day before but we can’t tell anything of camp rumors. But I think that we will be mustered out before the 4th of July.
Next morning of 14th. Dear mother, I will now try and finish my letter. Yesterday after noon there was one of the boys in my squad that was sick and he wanted me to be with him and I could not finish it and now I will try to do it.
The news is this morning the papers state that all of our boys are going to be mustered out but a hundred and fifty thousand men and there is to be sixty thousand regulars and the rest are going to be colored troops. And I think we will get home in a short time but I shan’t worry if I don’t get home till my three years is up. But still I would like to get home in a short time for we don’t want to stay for we have never been home since we came south and if there is any to be mustered out, I think we had ought to be. There ain’t much going on but there will be in a short time. The citizens are getting permits to ship goods here as fast as they prove themselves to be loyal and that ain’t very hard work now, I don’t think. But this ain’t the place that I would like to be in unless there is better feelings than there is now among the Johnnies. They are fighting among themselves about old grudges but they think that the Yanks are not so bad fellows as they took them to be. But there is some hard looking fellows among them. But the most of them are dressed well and look clean.
I have got a paper that I bought yesterday and I will send it home for it came from Mobile and there is a little news in it. But I will have to stop for this time. But the next time that I write, I don’t know where I will be. But I will write often and you must do the same. Give my best respect to all. I was glad to hear that David had got well. Tell him that I can’t write to all every time that I write. Goodbye for this time. This from your son, — D. W. Buttles
To his mother, Emeline Buttles.
Dear brother Ezra, …I am staying in the City of Mobile guarding tools and we are having good times but I don’t know how long we will have to stay here. The Brigade is out of town three miles and also the rest of the Pioneer Corps and there is twelve of us here guarding the tools. But I begin to think that we will come home in a short time if we don’t have to go to Texas….
Letter 37
Whistler Station near Mobile, Alabama
April 16, 1865
Dear mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to write a few lines to let you know that I am well and I hope this will find you the same. There is good news afloat now and I suppose that you have heard it before that you will get this, but we have a good time getting here and we have took three thousand and eight hundred prisoners and there were five hundred killed and wounded on the rebel side At Fort Spanish and Fort Blakely adn then we went back and went across the bay to Dog River Bar and then we went up into Mobile. It was surrendered to us and they spiked all of their cannon and cut the wheels and tongues and smashed everything they could and left. And now we are up to Whistler Railroad towards Columbus. We are fixing the railroad bridges that the rebs burnt going out but they did not destroy much. I don’t know how long we will stay here but the views round here is that we will stay here till we get ready to go North. But I can’t hardly believe it. I hope it is so and then we can come home in a short time. The rumor is here now that peace is declared and Jefferson Davis and Old Lee has surrendered their whole army and he has given his generals till the 1st of May to lay down their arms. And if they don’t, they will be dealt with as guerrillas and be dealt with accordingly. And I hope it is so for the war has been going on too long now for their own good. If they can’t fight behind such works as they had here to Mobile, they can’t fight at all.
I hope that the next letter that I write, that we will know for certain that peace is declared and then we can come home. All that I ask is good health and plenty to eat and then I think that I will get home all right. I don’t fear the bullets as much as I do sickness. I will have to stop for this time, wishing you all good luck and good news. Write often and give my best respect to all. This from your son, — D. W. Buttles
Dear brother Ezra, …There is great news afloat now and hope it is true. Old Lee and his whole army is captured and peace is declared is the whole talk round here and I begin to think it is so for the rebs won’t fight on such works as they have left and destroyed guns and everything. It is awful to think if they will leave all such works as these here. We won’t have anything to do and I begin to think we have done enough. But if they won’t quit now, they will quit as fast as we can march and catch them for we can do after a while.
We are fixing the railroads towards Columbus, Kentucky, and after we get it fixed, then if they want us to go home, we can have a ride there. Ain’t any more news to write now…
Dear sister Adelia, I can tell you lots of things and about torpedoes and about digging them up out of the road and all such things. But there ain’t much to write to you for I have wrote all that I can think of…I have four months and three days at the outside but I can stand it a few days after that…
Letter 38
McIntosh Bluff, Alabama
May 2, 1865
Dear mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to write a few lines to you to let you know that I am well and in good spirits and I hope this will find you the same.
There is good news most every day but I was sorry to hear of our President being assassinated. This is a hard blow to us but I don’t think that it will prolong this war any longer for they always said that they would never come under him. But I think that they will have to come under his terms yet [even] if he is killed. But it is hard to lose our head man. But they are willing to quit and surrender their army. They have surrendered their biggest armies and they are still coming in every day. The Second Brigade started out from here this morning for a four days’s scout and they got out two miles from the picket lines and they met a flag of truce and they had to come back. The report is that there was an armistice for thirty days for them to surrender their armies and they did not want no more scouting through the country for General Dick Taylor and Gen. Canby are trying to come to some terms of peace and they wanted thirty days to do it in. But there is so many views and camp rumors that we can’t believe them all. But I know that the 2nd Brigade of the 3rd Division of the 13th Army Corps did come back for I seen them start this morning and I seen them come back. But I don’t know whether it was for that or not. I don’t know but there is something in this move, I think, or else there would be less said. About the armistice, I hope it may be true and this war come to a close and I think it will be before that my time is out. There is a good deal of talk about our coming home before the 4th of July next but we will keep up good spirits and we will come out all right in the end.
We are having a very good time here now but we don’t get much mail. But I am in hopes that we will get some the next boat that comes up….This from your son, — D. W. Buttles
Letter 39
Mobile, Alabama
May 28, 1865
Dear mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to write a few lines to you to let you know that I am in good health. We are still in the woods near the City of Mobile and waiting for orders and I think that when I write again, that we will be in some other part of the globe and that will be the Mississippi River at New Orleans or some other port on the river. I can’t tell where but I think that I will be at home in six weeks if everything works as I think it will. I think that we are waiting for transportation and the news came here yesterday that Kirby Smith has surrendered the whole side of the Mississippi River and there ain’t anyone now to fight us unless that some foreign nation comes in and I don’t think that they will. If they want to, let them, but I think that they had better let us rest and then let them try us on if they want to and we will clean them out quicker than we have the South.
There ain’t anything going on but talk of going home and I think that we will. But the veterans, I think that they will have to stay for they will want them to garrison the towns till the South gets settled and that will be some time before they will quit quarreling among themselves. I don’t want to live in such a place as this is till they get some of the old grudges forgotten. I will have to stop for this time. I hope that I won’t have to write a great many more letters till i get home. Give my best to all. Write often and all the news. This from your son, — D. W. Buttles
To his mother, Emeline Buttles
Letter 40
Mobile, Alabama
June 4, 1865
Dear Mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to write a few lines to you to let you know that I am well and I hope this will find you the same. I received your letter this morning and it got here in due season. I was glad to hear from you but I have not go any news to write to you.
The regiment left here last Friday and I don’t know where it is but I think it is in New Orleans. They started from here to go to Texas but the order was countermanded and I don’t know where they did go. But we think that they have gone to New Orleans. We han’t got any orders to go anywhere yet but O hope we will and to go home. That is where I want to go now. Nowhere else will won’t suit me and I think in my mind but I don’t know that we will be mustered out here for we are detached and I think that we might be mustered out here as well as to go to our regiments. If we don’t have to go to Texas, we might as well go home as well as to stay around here and do nothing.
We have got orders to fix a bridge in the morning but I won’t have anything to do about it for I have to see to the tools and that ain’t anything now for there ain’t anybody comes after them but the men in the [Pioneer] Corps and I can sleep nights and day times too—anything that I am a mind to. And I make it pay very well lately.
Tuesday I am going to go downtown and see if I can’t find Isadore’s man. Their regiment is here in town and I am going to see what kind of a man she has got and see how the folks are getting along up in that part of the country. I don’t know what else to write so I will bid you good bight. Write soon. This from your son, — D. W. Buttles
[Letter also includes two pages of remarks to brother Ezra and Sister Adelia, not transcribed. See scans.]
Letter 41
Clarksville, Texas
July 30, 1865
Dear Mother,
I once more take the opportunity to write a few lines to you to let you know that I am well and in good spirits and I hope this will find you the same. There was an order read on dress parade the other night and it was that our time would not be out till the 13th of October next and we will be home and mustered out by that time according to all agreements and that ain’t but a few days, I don’t think. Two months and 13 days after today and that will pass off and we are a good ways from home and it will take most a month to go home from here. We are having easy times here and we don’t have anything to do and there ain’t much sickness here. But if we were away where we could not get the gulf breeze, there would be more or less sickness. But we are on the gulf shore where we can get the salt water breeze and it is nice. But I had rather be at home for all of that. But it ain’t long at the longest and we will put up with it and be content. All that I hate about it is crossing the gulf. That is the worst. But if it is as still when we go back as it was when I came here, I will be satisfied.
The regiment left Mobile two months tomorrow and there ain’t any of them sick now. Once in a while there is one of the boys that has the ague but that don’t last long. I think that we will be relieved from the [Pioneer] Corps tomorrow morning by what I can hear and I hope that we will for I had rather be with the company that to be where I am now. But I don’t have anything to do here and to the company they have to drill—or rather pretend to—two hours in the morning and have dress parade at night. But that don’t amount to much. I will have to stop for this time. We don’t get mail very often here but I will write once a week. Give my best to all that wish. My love to you and all the rest. From D. W. Buttles
[There are notes to sister Hittable and brother Ezra, not transcribed. See scans.]
Letter 42
Brownsville, Texas
August 13, 1865
Dear mother,
I once more take my pen in hand to let you know that I am well and I hope this will find you the same. We are still in good spirits and are waiting for orders for us to go home but I don’t think that they will come very soon. But I hope it will come before long for after the 21st of this month, I think that there will be a good many that will refuse to do duty for they call their time out and I call mine out in four days more for I never took an oath to serve any longer than that and none of the rest and they don’t want to serve three years and two or three months more. And the war is ended and there ain’t anything to do and it is hard to keep us here for nothing. If there was use of us staying here, we would not growl but as they are going to keep us here, there will be muss, I think, after the 21st of this month. But I had rather there would not be for they will lose their pay. But I hope not for it is longer than we agreed to serve and it would be justice for us to be at home by the time that the regiment was full…
I hear d that we would start for home by the first of next month. I hope that we may…This from your son, — D. W. Buttles
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