Post Hospital Oct 5th
Dear Mother
                     I received yours
yesterday and was sorry to hear
Maria was sick, tell her to hurry
up and get well as soon as possible
what regt was Dr Kendall in. I
did not know he was out here,
I suppose the money you sent
went to Mill Creek and from
there it will be sent to the regt
What regt is E. Hunting in & did
he marry Miss Faristall, what
induced Chalres Marlow to enlist
they were bound to make sure
of their girls were not they, bully
for them. You talk about loving
the darkies, & I like them a good
ways off. I had not heard of
the death of Wm Fuller I know
he was wounded but heard he

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was not bad. Tell Ann I think
she dont write enough considering
she has but one brother to write
to now, though I dont know
how many cousins she may
have to write to, I am glad
to hear she is getting right
smart, hope she will keep
so. She must be getting right
smart, I reckon, to harness and
unharness alone, tell her I am
awful proud of her.  So “My Joseph
Emery” has enlisted, is he a private
or an officer & what regt. She
talks about our regt dwindling
away last year at this time we
numbered over 1100 men and
now we turn out less than 200
for duty the rest are sick or
wounded.   I wish we had old
Dr Brown or some one as
good here–There is not much
of interest for news here

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everything jogs along the same
quiet way as ever. nothing to do
and all day to do it in.
There was some ladies here
yesterday distributing shirts &
drawers &c to us. one thing I forgot
was pickles durned good
I tell you We get no mail
here everything is quiet, the
papers have nothing in
them Saw [?] Flagg the
other day he looks tough & hearty
as a bull Give my respects
to all inquiring friends and
take my love yourself
   From your aff son
        Wm Wallace

[envelope]
Mrs E. Smith
       Newton Lower Falls
            Mass.

William Wallace Smith, Co. B.  22nd Massachusetts]

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[from the diary of Captain William F. Hunter, Co.. B., 97th Ohio]

    Oct. 5, ‘62
Clear & prospect
of a very hot day.
To be off at 8
A.M.
On half rations.
A prisoner taken
this morning near
the camp.
started at 8 A.M.
marched all day
& until near 9 o’
clock P.M. All
of us almost ex-
hausted. Encamp-
ed to night in
the same camp
the rebels left
this morning – on
the beach fork of Salt river.
Three deserters
came in this morn-
ing from rebeldom-

[from the diary of the Rev. Francis Butler, chaplain of the 25th New Jersey]

Sun 5.  Fine day – but high wind.  Col. had ordered
two public services   one at 11.  voluntary, & one at 4
P.M. & all present.  Many of Regt. went to dift. chs. in
town in morn.  Roman Cath. Ch Soldiers to Burlington
to Ch.  In Pen. Regt.  but Still good attendance
preached without notes – on “Suit you like men” –
Drums piled for pulpit – Stop  Field officers on left – spoke
with some fervor – In P.M. whole regt. in hollow
square thus                   some hundreds of spectators present

at close of services – (the men stood except during sermon when they sat.)
& uncovered only in prayer – also –    Gen. R & Staff – Mr. Tilb &
others present –     beautiful sight – flags placed behind me.
At close the prisoners were marched in front of pulpit,  & on
promise not to offend again – were pardoned –  I spoke a few
words to them, at Col. request;  Some twenty prisoners
In Eveg addressed prayer meetg at Pres. ch – about 50 soldiers
     present.

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

Sunday, Oct. 5, 1862

Guard mounting
Lay about doing
nothing this afternoon
were ordered out
on parade Gen Cox
took leave of the officers
as he is ordered it
seems to Western Va
it is rumored that
we will probably go
to. Mail came in
had Letters from
Father Aunty Hayes &
John Olin
Wrote Letter to Father
Jim Munford came
over this evening
I had a long talk with
him.  clear.  Beautiful
moonlight night.

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                Sabbath afternoon Oct 5th/62
            Camp Mouth of Antietam Creek
Dear Father
                            I rec’d to day your letter
of Sept 29th also one from Aunty Hayes
            I know not why it is by we
receive scarcely any mail matter
here. We still remain inactive but
were called out this afternoon and from
remarks made to us by Gen Cox Who
it seems has been ordered to Western Va
there is a prospect of our being ordered
there again.  I hope not.  Should such
be the case I will try & telegraph to
you and have you meet us at Pitsburgh
You tell me to be more particular
in writing. Now hereafter should
anyone ask of their children if I have
not mentioned their names you may
assure them that they are all right as
far as I know
   When I wrote to you Sept 19th & 20th
& each time had but a few moments
to write and was obliged to confine
myself to the most important events
I wrote to Creps of Wills death ad did
one of the men attending him in Hospital

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I told you in my last of McClure[?]
being here. the day after I wrote
Aaron T[?] procured a Furlough & went
home with him.  Jim Munford is 1st
Lieut of the Company.
  We have rather rough living here our
provisions being scarce & of a poor
quality–Why it is I know not
We have no Tents but lie around
like so many pigs our clothes have
wourn out & we cant get any
  You have doubtless read ere this full
particulars of the late terrible battles
here. If you will get Leslies & Harpers
Illustrated papers about 3 numbers of
each, there are in them some illustrations
of the battle that are passably correct
in both battles (South Mountain &
Antietam) I was with the Regt most of the
time carrying the wounded it was
a terrible task and we were very
much exposed. at one time I went
in to a point from where our Reg’t had
fallen back from directly in front of
the enemys fire and assisted in bringing
out the Col Hayes who was wounded
in the arm he had fallen down and when
we went to raise him he wished us to

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raise him with his face to
the enemy for said he “I would
not be shot in the back for 500
dollars” the air seemed filled with
whistling bullets. If I could talk with
you I could tell you hundreds of incidents
which came under my observation
but language would fail to
describe to you the terrible spectacle of
of[sic] a Battle field: the thickly strewn
dead lying in every conceivable attitude
the moaning shrieking wounded. tis a terrible
argument against war and I hope I may
not be called to witness many such
The day before yesterday we were reviewed
by the President & McClellan accompanied
by Sec Chase & a large escort of Officers
(Stars of lesser magnitude)
I hope the boys had their expectations
fully realized in regard to their
trotting mare
What are they working at:
What are they working at:
What field did you put i wheat?
How are is the Potato-Crop & apples?
I had a letter from Libbie Weeks
a few days since She complains
that she hears from non of you.  She would
like to hear from you. Write soon
Tell the boys to write & tell me what they

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[are] working at
Tell mother that I often think these
days whilst our food here is so
rough that I would like to take
supper with her and especially would
I like to eat a little of that fruit
We get nine here the country has
been stripped & what little remains
is strictly guarded
            Write Soon
Yours truly
                    J.D. Templeton

MSS 10317

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

Sunday 5th  a lovely day–But I was not well enough to attend church.
I awoke with a sick stomach & bad head ache& did not recover from
it all day–Mr Hilliard preached & he had communion–quite
a panic here this morning-From a negro man of Mr Ashe’s dying
with yellow fever–He was sent up by his master from Wilmington
sic–He walked about several days, & then took to his bed & died—
No one believed at first he had the fever–tho no one liked his being
sent sick up here–No cases since but the students are leaving

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

Sunday 5  Last night was one of the
hottest of the season–unprecedented

in October–Communion occasion-
a great number communed–Charles
& Sue dined with us–Dr. Green &
his wife called in the afternoon I
showed him a second letter recd
from Mr Lamar, giving further in-
formation about Dr. Ford-equally sa-
tisfactory, with the first–Dr. G. not
satisfied–I think his objection to
the match unfounded & the result
from prejudice.  Walked with him
to Merriwethers to have a [bundle?]
Ben called in the evening and
persuaded Eugene to go with him
to Liberty to look at a horse. We
went to church at night & E. went
to stay with Ben at his fathers.
    A curious phenomena is pre-
sented in my memory with respect
to the name of an author  of several
popular works–In 1823 in the
reading room in Fredrick a read in
a number of the Museum of Language &
Literature, an obituary notice of
Wm Coombe, another of Dr. Syntax
in Search of the Picturesque, and of
‘the Devil upon two sticks in England
-a very clever imitation or continuation

rather of Le Sage’s work.  Formerly[?]
[?] I had read often and admired
prodigiously Lord Lyttletons letters
In this  notice it was stated that
Coombe was the author of the work
-that he possessed himself of facts
in the domestic history of the young
Lord & palmed the work off as
a collection of his correspondence.  This
was  a new news to me– and hard to
believe–but it was positively asser
-ted & I have frequently seen it since
stated in Biographical  Dictionaries
-now the trick of my memory, generally
so good in all matters of Literary
writing, is that I cannot retain the
name of “Coomb” -After my marriage
and settlement in Fredg, I asserted
that Lyttleton was not the writer of
the letters published as his–It was
controverted-I could not remember the
name of the real author, but know
when I got the fact, and wrote to
young Thomas Seddons then a
student of Yale, and giving him
the reference, he sent me the extent
[?] that I had seen oftime,
had occasion to refer to Coombe

and have never been able to recall
the name, over and over again have
I had to refer to Biographical
Dictionaries & Cyclopedias.  Last
night something reminded me
of L Lyttleton, and of course by a
natural association, of this bête
noire of my memory. It was a long
time before I recovered it–I knew
it began with C. and I proceeded
to recount names, & facts that I
was approaching the real one until
at last I hit upon it.  This is
to me a queer freak of the memory
I make mention of it here as a
physco psychological curiosity and
to refer to the name should I again
forget. Most probably thus recording
it will stamp it in my memory.

MSS 4763

Staunton, Saturday morning,
    Oct. 4, 1862
You must excuse me, Ella, my darling, for scribbling with a bad
pencil, instead of using pen and ink.  I seize an opportunity early in
the morning to write you a few lines, amid the hurry and unsettled
spirit of a traveller, if only to keep myself in your remembrance and assure
you that you are, first, last, always, in my mind. You have probably
received ere this my letter from Richmond, and doubtless there is a
letter from you somewhere en route for me, and the hope of which is [?]
I have all confidence in your considerate, tender, devoted affection, my sweet
child; but every new evidence of it and every assurance from your own
lips or pen will be highly prized.   Bro. Reed and I went to the Cen-
tral depot Thursday evening on the arrival of the trains, and there he
was so fortunate as to find his wounded son. The hand was amputa
ted, and the poor fellow had a hard time walking from Sharpsburg
to Staunton, but his wound is doing well. Whom should I meet in
Richmond but Major Henry Peyton!  As Gen. Beauregard is now quiet
in his Southern Department, Peyton has come on to get his wife and
child, if possible, from Loudoun, and take them South.  He is well, cheerful,
enthusiastic, social, and pleasing as ever.  I was somewhat
startled by a sudden attack of Col. Drinkards on me in the presence
and with the aid of Jas. Duncan and others about my matrimonial pros-
pects; but was greatly relieved by the intimation that I was desirous
to take a Crew on board my life-boat.   I was very modest and diffi-
dent on the subject.  Whom should I see but Peyton? Why, Rev.
Wm. E. Judkins! He was in R. about three hours, specically to see
Peyton and me, though he failed to see the former.  He looks bright

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and smiling.  Need more be said in reference to  a man who carries
his heart so conspicuously in his countenance?  We entered into each
other’s confidence, of course.  Ettie and he are not engaged exactly, or formally, but
virtually.  And, by the way, I judge from what he said that my views
on the church question will be carried out.  Perhaps, they will be married
just before Conference.  Will it not be interesting–the meeting and congratu-
lations of the two couples? I sent her my love for the sake of mutual friends, and
my hope that I would soon love for her own sake: also my advice that she
will no longer hesitate about enjoying herself freely,  urging the example of
a friend whom she esteems and who always  acts sweetly and well.
  Judkins with his usual warmth and kindness, told me that there would be no
difficulty in getting us a pleasant house at Conference.  So, my heart’s darling,
you must be ready for that trip with me.  I trust it gives you as much happi-
ness to think of it, as it gives me. Does it, Ella dear?—-I came here
last evening, and found, as I anticipated, a jam.  The Presbyterian Synod
is in session here, and there is a crowd of officers and soldiers.  I  had a little
discussion with a stranger about my room: but as I am an old man, he
said that he would yield to me cheerfully.  I may get off on the stage to-
day at 1 1/2 P.M.: but I am afraid of detention here a long time  I will
write you as soon as I get to Winchester.
love and bless you!                                       God bless you, my darling –God
love and bless you!  Be sure to write often–very, very often: freely,
and at length, also.  I will never lose the zest for your letters.  direct to Win-
chester, 11th. Va. Reg.  Love me and trust me, and ever pray for me,
                                       Yours devotedly,
                                                          J. C. Granberry,
It will be a satisfaction to you to know how much comfort these lines
of valediction are to me.  [?]-ever say “God love thee, my beloved!”

John Cowper Granberry, formerly a Methodist chaplain at the University of Virginia, served as chaplain of the 11th Virginia.  In 1882 he was elected Bishop and served on the Vanderbilt University Board of Trustees.

MSS 4942

[from the diary of Lt. John Tyler of Letcher’s Artillery]

(Oct 4th)  It is quite warm this morning.  I feel
rather better, but suffered a good deal with my side
last night.  Finished letter to Jennie commenced
day before yesterday & sent it to Leesburg by James.
Mr Braden went to Wheatland & returned with
the news that England France & Russia had recog-

-nized the Southern Confederacy & Lincoln
had agreed to “Let the South slide” in his own
expressive words, only letting Maryland, Tennessee,
Kentucky & Misouri decide by vote with which
they would go (very fair).  Two Companies of our
Cavalry have just gone down this road to Leesburg.
Have just sat up head aches more than it did.
James returned with news that all my letters
previously sent have gone from Leesburg, & an oppor-
-tunity for the other was expected in a day or two & that
Dr Jackson would be out to see me tomorrow.  Feel
very much fatigued this afternoon, & head aches.  Miss
Lizzie passed the evening with me chatting which I
always enjoy.  Very warm this evening.

[transcript by Mary Roy Dawson Edwards]

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                    Camp E. D. Keyes
                      Augusta Oct. 4 1862
Dear Parents
                    I received you letter in
due time and should have answered
it before this: but thought I should
be at home Sat. (today)
But the Col. will not grant any
furloughs until we are mustered in
which will probably be the first of next
week.
Perhaps you had better put into that
old carpet bag a shirt 1 pair stockings &c
and send them down by Elliott. he
goes home to day & returns monday
  I have a little writing to do for the
Surgeon, & that is about all at present.
The Surgeon told me the other day
that my duties would be very light.
The Hospital Steward and myself sleep

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at the Surgeon’s headquarters have a
very comfortable chance
We get enough to eat and drink.
I should have no objection to your
putting into that carpet bag some cake
& cheese when you send it.
I sold the poorest shirt I had
when I first came here, so you
see I shall need one before long.
  When I get the bounty I will return
your favors.
              Your affectionate Son
                      C.P. Morrill
Please send me some papers.
If you will send me the Independant
I will return it.
Also Hall’s Journal of Health after you
read it.
                           C.P.M.

Charles Plummer Morrill, 24th Maine

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