[from the diary of Daniel D. Logan, younger brother of General Thomas M. Logan, formerly a Sgt, Co. B, 1st Special Battalion (Rightor’s), now with the Hampton Legion]

                        Friday – June 6th 1862
Rose at 7 – Went round after breakfast to see the
balance of sick men Co “A” & give them the descriptive
Lists – found the two friends with Coachman & Jones
at Baptist church – Returned to Mr H’s & took Bro
round town to different places – Mr Harvey
loaned him his Mare to go out & see Mullie –
We went round & Bro introduced me to Mr J
Dunlop at whose house Brother has promised to
stay. We did not start for the army til four o’c –  
stopped at Mrs Taylors to introduce Bro to Capt. H [Harrison] &
change my poney for Fanny – We found Mullie    
on the outpost, his Battalion on picket duty – he    
didn’t know Brother at all whom I introduced as “Col
Manning” – of Tenn – just from Corinth”  We remained till
twighlight [twilight] with the Legion.  Bro could hardly contain
himself – He thinks Mullie looks so delicate – he
sees him under great disadvantage for sickness
has pulled him down very much – Went into town &
spent the night at Mr H’s – Rising at twelve o’clock

[The following lines are cross-written over the above page.]
     Rumors today of Jacksons having
again defeated the Yankees, under Shields this
time – Bro & I went to see Mr Coffin
& Ebin today – Ebin is doing well – has his
Mother Brother & father with him – Saw Woody
Heyward today at Mr Chiles when
Bro & I went to him – Rec’d letters today
from Misses Phanny Mary & Nelly Roy & Miss May
Tabb.  Quite refreshing to hear from them – they are
bravely waiting the approach of the Yankee hoards

[“..the Dunlop house was well known in its day, but it doesn’t stand any longer..5th St.was the
nicest of the residential streets in wartime Richmond…a street or two below Dunlop’s.” ]

[George is the eldest of the 5 Logan brothers in the CSA.]

 [transcript by Mary Roy Dawson Edwards,  annotation by R.E. L. Krick,  family note by Sally Rice Forsyth Donnelly]

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[from the diary of Jonathan Hager of the 14th U.S. Regulars, as copied and annotated at a later date]

June 6  Very quiet to day in Camp.  No firing in front
Cloudy & drizzling rain occasionally.  News of
the evacuation of Corinth by the rebels confirmed.

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[from the diary of James Dinsmore Templeton, musician and private in the 23rd Ohio]

Saturday, June 6, 1862

Herb and I have
been at work most
of the day getting back
and repairing our
tent
We are now fixed
quite well would I
had a sketch of the
shanty to keep.
Reports from Hallecks
Division reports the Rebel
army very much demoral-
-zed.  Si McDonnel
came in this evening from
home he brings me a
Leter from Father &
Mother also some
sugar from Mary
Raining most of
the day.  Waters
very high mudy disagreeable

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[from the diary of William M. Blackford, former diplomat, and bank officer of Lynchburg, Va., with five sons in the Confederate army]

Friday 6 Letter from Lewis- very interesting
–He was in Petersburg Saturday, but
has joined Gen Huger near Richd.
At three[?], I got a horse and made calls
at several places, including among them
Lt. Smith and Don Halsey–the
latter is badly wounded in the line
of the left eyebrow–not dangerously.
I hope though the sight of his eye may
be impaired or destroyed.  He acted
with great gallantry and had two
horses shot under him— [?] I
hear of scarcely one of our young
men who has not acted nobly.
called at Charles and sat sometime

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[from the diary of Joseph Addison Waddell, civilian employee of the Quartermaster Dept.]

[from the diary of Frank C. Fitzhugh, of Cutshaw’s Battery]

                                  Friday 6
Battle between our
rear guard & enemys.
Advance our forces
Commanded by Ashby
who was killed this
evening.

[from the diary of Eliza Oswald Hill, refugee from Wilmington, N.C.]

Friday  It has cleared off this afternoon very prettily but the wea-
ther feels like fall–It is very cool–Liz with Mr Parker left
this morning at 10 oclock –& I already miss her very much–It
grieved me sadly to have her leave but I could not prevent her
she wanted a change & to see her mother–I have taken one cry about
her already & expect to take many more–Mrs Wingfield gave up
her visit to Wilsons after having her trunk nearly pack
–ed–I was rejoiced to hear she had given it out–as I need her for
company–Being the oldest of the ladies left in the house now–
The young ones are taken up with beaux–We have been to walk
all around the Campus since tea–Mr Gorrell & Mr Rensher
are here with the girls–The parlour is quieter than it has
been in several days–Now that Convention is over the Stu
-dents have all left–only some half dozen here–I have been
very much provoked this afternoon at Mrs Thompson’s accusing Katy
of stealing her jewelry while she boarded here–Katy never went
into her room at all.  She sent her son & a constable to search
Jessies things–which hurt Jessie very much.  They also searched
Mr. Guthrie’s woman–nothing to be found.

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[from the diary of Mathella Page Harrison as transcribed at a later date]

Friday June 6th
Jackson reported at Woodstock.  700 Yankees in Winchester.  Banks’ and Siegle’s division are breaking into houses and stores at will.  God help our poor downtrodden land.  I expect to go to the Briars this evening.

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Farmville P.O.
June 5th, 1862.

My dear Mr Ruffin,

The infirmities
of age on my part, and the pres-
sure of important public business
on yours, in a time of great
agitation, have long interrupted
a correspondence in which I
formerly so much delighted.
My general health has greatly
improved, being relieved of a long
-continued & depressing chron
ic diarrhea: but my eyesight
has failed to such an extent
that I might almost be called
a blind man, being neither
able to read nor write.

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Both of my sons are attached
to the army the younger John B.
Morton is at present with me
& acts as my amanuensis. He
was detailed on account of his ac
quaintance with chemistry in the
service of the Nitre Bureau. The
older James W. Morton is a
private in Co. E. 18th Va Regt.
(Longstreet’s Div.) near Richmond.
My object in writing this is to ask
that you call on him if it be
perfectly convenient should you
chance to be in the vicinity of his
regt.–cheer him up, & if in your
power aid in delivering him from
from[sic] the mud of the Chickahominy
swamps.  He served eighteen months
in the Mexican war, & is said

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to be highly skilled in military
tactics, & is generally acquainted
with the details of military affairs.
He is at present more than 40 yrs.
of age yet wishes to be of service
to the Confederacy during the
continuance of the war.  I have
thought, from the fact that there
have been many appointments made
of men whose ignorance & lack of
cultivation precluded their being
of much use to the country, that
the fact that he is an educated
& cultivated man might make
him of more service in some other
position than his present one.  I
feel assured that from his ex-
treme diffidence he would die
in his present situation rather

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than attempt of himself to be
removed to service elsewhere, and
should state perhaps, that he is
at present entirely ignorant of my attempt to
interest you in his behalf.   I have
thought that from your extensive
acquaintance & influence in the
Army you might have some friend
who might need the hand of a
ready writer, in the capacity of clerk
& who might feel perfectly willing
to confer the office on him.  I have
never before regretted the privacy
& retirement of my life which debar
me from making personal appli
cation in behalf of my son. James’
moral habits have greatly improved
& I trust that he is thoroughly reformed.
Should you succeed in delivering
him from the hardships now endured,
& of which I fear a very long continuance
would be fatal, you will confer a
favor upon our whole domestic circle.
I have once boasted of thinking with you
in many matters  I certainly agree with you
in considering our enemies the vilest race which
it has pleased the Almighty to permit to exist
Most sincerely yours  W. S. Morton

Edmund Ruffin, 1794 – 1865,  farmer, soldier and southern “fire eater”

                                                  June 5th
                            Luray C.H. Page Co. Va.
My darling Addie–I hardly know how
to write, as it has been so long since I wrote
you–but darling, I have not written one
here to anyone since I penned my last
which was written nearly a month ago.
I know you will think me ungrateful
or at least sick or dead.  But since the
11th of May, we have been constantly marching
Out of 25 days we have marched 20, having
marched to Fredericksburg on the Rappahannock
and back by way of Manassas Junction &
the Gap to the Valley again.  Now, Addie
I am indignant, I will tell you why.
         Gen. Shields and Gen. Banks had a
quarrel while in N. market, which resulted
in the transfer of Gen. S–‘s command to Gen
McDowell’s Dept. To obtain the transfer, he,
Shields–misrepresented the matter to the War
Dept. stating that the Valley was safe from
all attacks by the Enemy &c &c–that

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Banks could safely hold it, and as soon as
our division left the Valley, Jackson returned
with 25000 strong, and you know how he
advanced killing sick[?] [?] (Goodness, how
poor this ink). After marching 20 days
and nearly half of the period stormy, when
we arrived at Luray, we were pretty well
nigh “used up.”  This morning Shields
issued an order to the effect that those who
had no shoes, or other clothing, and who were
otherwise unable to march could remain at
Luray C. H., but they would be considered
cowards!  Also that those officers who were unwil=
ling to follow him through rain and mud “could
resign and he would fill their places with brave
men.”  I wonder if he thinks that men, capable of
doing just as much benefit to the Country as himself
are to be marched through rain, mud, sunshine
and dust, exposed at night to storms, dews &c
drawing but 2/3 rations of Pilot Bread and Coffee
without salt meat of any kind, and almost destitute
of clothing simply to gratify his ambition.
He rides a horse, and when one horse gets tired

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has two more to choose from, with “carte blanche”
orders t confiscate others, while we dogs of soldiers
that we are–trudge along knee deep (pardon
the expression) in the mud and water, easily carrying
our muskets of 12 or 14 lbs weight, 3 days rations,
canteens of water, 40 rounds of ammunition and a blanket
perchance a knapsack–Oh! yes so easily!
Well, Addie, human nature has its limits of
endurance, and I confess mine has been nearly
reached.  My constitution is not made of iron, nor
can I claim to be able to march forever, and I
find myself, at  4 P.M. this day, “one of Gen.
Shields cowards.” Do you wonder my love if I
blush at the thought, or upon the imputation of so
debasing a title?  Of all things, I detest a coward,
for he is capable of any mean action, but, if it is
cowardly to stop when worn out physically, and
mentally, and destitute of apparel,–and that
when the Quarter=masters and Surgeons refuse
to carry the sick in wagons and ambulances,–why
I am a coward, and I have the audacity to
stand and justify myself in the act.  But, my
own, I should not have this done, but I was

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positively commanded by Lieut Brisbine,
& Dr. Denig to remain.  I am not in the
Hospital, nor with the sick, but I reported
to the Provost Marshall, and am now doing
Provost duty, there are, in the Church where I
am quartered, nearly 100 men, from different
regiments, in nearly the same condition as myself.
We are in command of Lieut. West of the 62d R.
and he is a fine young man too.  He has
organized us into a company, pro. tem.
and appointed the subordinate officers. I am
second sergeant. There is another church
near here with nearly 80 men in, and
still another with  139 130, and there are
other houses literally filled with destitute
men. Besides there are lying sick in
Hospital fully 300 men and for 48 hours
(with the a few exceptions) they have had no
medical treatment whatever.  Will Borden
is one of these.  I have been to see  him
several times to=day, and I found him
lying upon the floor of the Court House, with
nothing but one blanket, and that too, while
fever is actually killing him.  Oh! Addie
I never thought we would have so heartless supe-
riors. Gen Tyler,–to his credit be it said–
has tried to mitigate our sufferings, but what
could he do, while an ambitious superior
commands him? Simply nothing.
       You remember I wrote to you or Laurie
of Chaplain Wright’s sermon on the four great
evils of the army. Growling, or fault finding
was one of them.  I did not meant to write in
a grumbling sort way, but I confess it does
sound very like it.  I simply wrote
the truth, however, unpleasant as it is.
I am wiling and anxious to do all in
my power to crush this horrible rebellion,

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but, Addie, it is conceded by all here that
such useless marches as the one S__’s division
has just made, and is still making, will
never end the rebellion.  The sequel proved
it to be worse than useless, for had he remained
in the Valley, Jackson would never have returned
and our lines would have been extending instead
of contracting.  Happily, the enemy, fearing
the power of this Division, are falling back.
But it would have been far different, had
we remained, as we were, a “terror” to Jack=
son’s men.  “What is past cannot
be recalled.” however, and it is best for me
to “reconit” a little, and forbear 23 months
longer, even if we do have to march.

[letter of Charles N. Tenney, of the 7th Ohio Infantry to Adelaide Case will continue on the sixth]

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