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A week ago last evening attended a
lecture delivered by Horace Greely [sic] at
the Smithsonian Institute, Washington.
I was visiting the city on regimental
business and while these stopping with
Major Robis. The lecture room of the
Institute is not large although so
well arranged as to seat a numerous
audience.
Before the lecture began I
looked round in search of some one
I knew. But they all wore strange faces.
I thought of the Chemistry I used to
study at Waterville and wondered
what kind Kindof a looking man
Professor Henry was. There was a
“right good” sprinkling of military
gentlemen throughout the room. I
was pleased to see a few ladies. It
reminded me of civilized life and
I felt homesick.

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The wall in rear of the stage was
profusely adorned with American
flags of all sizes. The band of
Music which had been detailed
from some one of the regiments
encamped near by discoursed National
Airs and altogether the affair was
quite patriotic.
Promptly at the stated hour
the door opened and forth stepped
the distinguished Journalist and Politician,
Horace Greely [sic], and who should follow
him but President Lincoln with several
noted members of the Senate & House.
This remarkable presence I regarded as
a high compliment to the speaker.
I had after heard it remarked
by persons that the delivery of Mr.
Greely [sic] was so poor, his utterance so
indistinct that it was only with
great effort that his audience could
understand.

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But my experience was quite different
Not a single word escaped me. There
was plainly a defect in articulation
quite unpleasant, doubtless, to critics ears.
But I was too intent on what the
speaker said to notice much how he
said it. Beside if I now recollect aright
he made no gestures, although at the
time I did not observe that he failed
to use this necessary means to a
successful elocution. This is a good
evidence as to the quality of his
lecture in at least one respect;
namely its interest.
The lecturer uttered many
wholesome truths. Among others I
recollect one distinctly uttered in
this pointed language:-
“The last Presidential Election
was not, as the rebels claim,
the cause of the Rebellion. It
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zephyr that shook the forbidden fruit
from the now no longer tenacious
bough.”
Speaking of Freemont he called
out hearty cheers for the gallant
“pathfinder”. But I did not like it.
It appeared as though commendatory
of his course and hence a direct
insult to the President. The latter
preserved his usually dignified and
honest appearance. I am pleased
with him more and more. He
is the man for the times.
While at the Smithsonian
during the day I picked up a
small stick which I shall make
into a pen holder. That will make
a very pretty Souvenir.

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paths leading through open fields and
quiet woods, saying nothing, hearing
nothing but the occasional sighing of
the wind I experienced strange emotions.
Where are the friends in Maine? What
are they doing?
I received a letter from
Dr. Shailer this evening which was
written in the same old tone of
affection and kindness. God
bless him and all my dear friends!
The letter contained another from
Col. Dunnell, Vera Cruz. He tells
an interesting experience – May it
redound to the spiritual well being
of his partner.
* * * *
Today I have been studying
somewhat and commenced on
my Scrap book.

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Didn’t feel well enough
this morning to take breakfast.
During forenoon studied a little
and read from the “clipper” an
account of new federal triumphs
in Kentucky.
This afternoon attended
Dress Parade, called to see Jimmie
who is sick, and played a
few games of chess with Howe.
Letters this evening from Peter
and brother Charles.

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In the evening we attended a
Union meeting at Alexandria and
enjoyed it exceedingly. They were
discussing the resolutions com-
mendatory of the course of those
officers who on a previous Sabbath
removed from his desk the Rev.
Mr. Stewart for omitting certain
portions of the service; i.e. the
prayer for the President and that
all “treason and rebellion might
be purged from our midst.” This
he had been doing repeatedly
Sabbath after Sabbath. Besides
this public deriliction [sic] of duty
he has in his private life given
frequent and unmistakable testi-
monies of strong personal sympathies
for the rebels. Many pithy sayings
were uttered against the reverend
gentleman and his treasonable
course.

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While at Mount Vernon I
took notes as usual. I always
get some new view on fall in
with some fresh item of interest
every time I visit this sacred
spot.
Over the iron grated entrance
to the tomb there are engraved
these words:-
“Within this enclosure
rest the remains of
Genl. Geo. Washington.”
And as you look
within you notice on the opposite
wall engraved on a marble
slab, these noble and lofty words
of St. John:
I am the resurrection and
the life: he that believeth in me
though he were dead yet shall
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believeth in me shall never die.”
(11 cap:25.26)[sic]

Around the tomb of
Washington there are erected
several monuments commem-
orative of the decease of relatives.
I was so interested with the
inscriptions upon them that
I copied several portions.
As the visitor passes
down the walk after reaching
the tomb he turns to the left.
On the left are two monuments
within an iron fenced enclosure.
One of these bears the following
inscription:-
“To x x x x x Mrs. M. E. A. Conrad
wife of Chas M. Conrad of N. O.
daughter Lawe & Eleanor C. Lewis and
Grand niece of General Geo Washington”-

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On the other is written:-
“Tox x x x Eleanor Parke Lewis
Grand daughter of Mrs. and
adopted daughter of General W.
Reared under the roof of the
father of his country this lady
was not more remarkable
for the beauty of her person
than for the superiority of her
mind.”
On the first of these
monuments there was also this
additional inscription:-
If the possession of every virtue
that adorns or dignifies her sex
could have warded off the stroke
of death she would have been im-
mortal; and those who mourn
her untimely and are consoled
by the reflection that those virtues
seemed better to fit her for the

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abode to which her spirit has
fled than for that which it
has abandoned.”

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I am more impressed with what is omitted from this Diary than what is inserted in it. I recall many interesting [?] incidents that are even mentioned here.
RC Shannon
Brockport N.Y.
February 1, 1905

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The recent intelligences inspire
us all with renewed courage.
Everything looks cheering enough.
The Union Sentiment throughout
Tennessee is manifesting itself
continually and even in Memphis
advocates for the old flag are
beginning to be heard again.
What American heart does not
leap for joy at this glad news.
How sublime the age in which
we are now living! How grandly
this page of American history
will look! How splendidly it
will read! Our youthful imag-
ination has often pictured the
Revolutionary age and many
times have we involuntarily uttered
the wish that we might have
lived then. But how far in
advance of that age is this
one in which we live!

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This forenoon it is raining hard.
I have cutting extracts from
papers to put in my “Patent Scrap
book”. Am going to read a little
this forenoon and write. Many letters
yet remain unanswered and I
must attend to them at once.
I don’t think it could very well
have been helped. Naturally I take
great delight in correspondence. The
fact is I have been so situated
that letter writing during the past
fortnight has been a thing almost
wholly impracticable. Charles’ presence
has taken up my attention continually,
and my quarters and companions
are not such as I would select
if left to my own choice.
Still these are small things
to murmur against comparatively,
and I will strive the harder.

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that we have three cheers “for the
last of the week”. These were given
with a will. Three more cheers and
then the band play “Yankee Doodle”.
Everyone felt cheerful and many
were the congratulations that officers
showered upon their brothers. This
morning we have heard nothing
but firing of cannon in every
direction. They will have grand
times in Washington tonight. Am
going to try and be there. Have
sent up for a pass to General
Franklin, and am hoping to get
it.
It is now thought that an
end has virtually been put
to the war.

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great men who had figured at
Washington, delighted in an
execution or a duel, thought John
Brown hung “most beautifully”
professionally speaking, and would
have liked to have seen him
taken down and hung again
and the operation repeated –
would have gone a thousand
miles and walked, too, to see
it. Knew O. Jennings Wise [?], Pryor,
and all that clique at Richmond,
they were cold blooded and
“rashly [?] game” as he termed it.
He knew all about the duel
in which Cilley was killed—
and had been engaged himself
in several personal affairs.
Strange old man! Such
sentiments are very well
for Feudal times—But for this
age how sadly behind hand! [?]

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Today having arisen about 11 AM
we visited several establishments
on Pennsylvania Avenue, Willard,
and the Sanitary Commission. Finally
I went to the capitol alone, and there
after admiring the beautiful paintings
that have recently been added to
the original collection in the Rotunda
we passed on to the splendid
apartment where the members of
congress were in session.
Grow was in the chair
perfectly at home directly by
his side that Prince of young
parliamentarians Morris. The speaker
was guiding the house with
masterly skill and the tide of
business swept it on. Bill after
bill was presented, and hardly
had the gentleman from Wisconsin
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object before seized by the page
it was placed in the speakers
hand;- then we hear the
Stentorian Voice of the clerk
as with hurried speech he
names again its title and
object.
When this very uninteresting
business was going on Suddenly
up rose Mr. Crittendon [sic] of Kentucky
and asks leave to interrupt
the gentleman but for a moment
this was readily granted. He
wanted to communicate to the
House a message which he
had just received from Gen’l. McClellan
informing him of the capture of
Gen’l Price and his staff. This
was received with loud and
long applause. What clapping
of hands!

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Shortly afterward Hickman of
Pennsylvania introduced a resolution
of inquiry relative to a paragraph
in one of the Baltimore papers which
reflected on the loyalty of Mr.
Vallandigham of Ohio. The latter
replied at once and with considerable
spirit. Then followed one of these
Congressional affairs of which I
have frequently read. The members
left their seats filled the aisles and
stood upon the floor in front of
the speakers desk. The excitement
grew more and more intense, and
finally the sharp slap of the
speakers hammer accompanied
by his not less sharp voice ordering
the gentlemen to retake their seats
put an end to the altercation.
Finally the resolution was withdrawn.
A short time afterward I withdrew
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but I stepped into the court room
of the U.S. Supreme Court. There
all was quiet and thoughtful.
Judge Black was at the bar
talking to the judges in a very
low voice. His whole tone and
manner was thoroughly conver-
sational. Judge Tawny was all
attention and seemed to be well
versed in his duties as Chief
Justice. Clifford looked younger
than any other one, and much
more active. How interesting a
place this is! Here the brightest
intellects the bar has ever furnished
have been gathered and here
have they won their brightest
their freshest laurels. The
immortal Webster, Clay, Calhoun,
Jay, Marshall, Wist [?] and
Choate! Before I went out an
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began to address the bar. It was
Reverdy Johnson- one of the first
lawyers in America.
Having seen this much of the
Capitol wended our way to
Gautiers where an excellent dinner
was in waiting for us. We
tried to do it full justice, and
I think we succeeded.
While there we overheard
gentlemen talking of an armistice
and a speedy termination of the
war. So soon? Well I care not
how soon it is done only that
it be done well.
Giving Charlie parting instructions
and a hearty good bye I get on
board of the Omnibus we soon
reach the boat and in three
quarters of an hour I am walking
the streets of Alexandria.

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An hour afterward I set out for
the camp. A drunken sentinel
levels his piece at me and
cocks it. I was unarmed and
so had to turn back upon him. I
finally got him to the Provost Martials
office and another put on in his
stead entering charges against him.
The captain and Major- The
“counterfeit”-“$118.” -“$132.”- the 2nd
Lieut- “Right into line wheel- left
companies on the right into line-
And a hundred other little incidents
of varied nature.

Shall I not remember this
trip to Washington?

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But what must be the
feeling throughout the South?
This was to be the day of
their Presidential inauguration.
Jefferson Davis! What can be
the feelings of this Arch Traitor?
who has so long and so fatally
resisted the government and
Constitution of our fathers?
but who, thank God, is soon to
reap the just, the merited reward
of a traitor. What a day is
this for patriot loyal Americans!
What a day for vile and
ungrateful rebels!
This day at the capitol
will be presented to congress
the flags that have been recently
captured in the South west
by our gallant troops.

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Guns are booming all
around us and every little
while cheers go up from
neighboring camps. Hail to
the Stars Stripes! All honor
to the brave Illinoisians!
This day will ever be remem-
bered in the annals of
American history.
The “Baltimore Clipper”
brings us still further
good news. The rebels are
evacuating Manassas. In
Richmond there is a league
of Unionists, many thousands
in number, and they are
looking anxiously for our
advance on that city which
they think can be easily
captured. They are ready to
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and Stripes. Johnston is ready
to give up Nashville if private
property suffers no injury. Price
defeated. Things look well.
Our cause is more than
triumphant.
The 22nd Feb’y 1862, is a
gala-day!!!

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It is a long time since
I wrote anything here during
which time much has trans-
pired of interest and im-
portance both personal and
national.
But before everything
else let me place the late
conversion of my dearly beloved
friend and brother E. W. Hall
to the religion of Christ. This
impresses me more than anything
else.
Our troops have occupied
Nashville long since and tonight
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Lieut. B. got off a fine thing.
Excited and earnest he jumps
up and rapidly dresses himself.
“Now,” says he, “let us see, where shall
I go to find out whether we are going
to move or not.” Rushes out the tent
and pretty soon I hear him waking
the Captain. “Captain, Captain, why
ain’t you [Carrot: get] up? Going to move
at 7 o’clock this morning.” Pretty
soon Geo is back again. “Now,”
says he, “Where shall I go to find
out.”? I laugh heartily at him,
and off he goes.

10ok a.m.
The column has halted
for a rest on the Little River turnpike
out regiment being ahead. Genl. Slocum
is here with us and the men all
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It began to rain about five this
morning + continued up to within half
an hour. This has given us
a pretty good soaking but
our spirits remain good.
The men are all provided
with light tents which they
carry in their packs. This makes
them heavily loaded. I carry
beside my sword a haversack
a woolen and rubber blanket
and my overcoat. The line
officers are to have four tents
to sleep in nights.
Now we fall in again.

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to bathe my feet. Not a long
distance from camp I found
a stream of water and this
morning I feel the good effects
of that wash.
After breakfast this morning
I started out in company with Lt. Lyon
to see the town. We visited the Court
House and a few other buildings.
I also visited the rebel earthworks
and from both places brought away
souvenirs.
Major Scammon could not
find a canteen when he left camp
but this morning he got one which
is marked 14th Miss, Vols.
Have been talking with the
contraband who came in last
evening. He is very intelligent and
replies promptly to all questions. While conversing with him 18 other
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Kearny is ahead with his brigade.
McClellan just rode by with his staff.
Official report is said to have come
this morning from McDowell who
is at Manassas of the evacuation
of that place by the enemy.

March 12th 1869
We still remain at
Fairfax Court House. The evacu-
ation of Manassas by the enemy
is confirmed and our pickets, it
is said now extend fifteen
miles beyond. This is great
news. Manassas has indeed
been made a second Bowling
Green as I predicted a few
weeks since. Now everything
is at a stand still and fears
are beginning to be expressed
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sent to him at once.
The news of Genl. Curtises [sic]
victory in Arkansas has reached
us and all of course feel
rejoiced. Ben McCullough is dead
and without doubt Secession
has received its death blow in
the South West. It is all in
vain that Beauregard repairs
to Island No. 10. His ablest efforts
cannot win for the cause of
the rebellion [Carrot: any substantial success] so long as Buel [?]
and Grant pierce the centre
and Curtis and Sigel turn their
left wing.
This Rebellion is on its
last legs. Nothing can make
it prosper. Firey [sic] Southerners may
talk of being exterminated,
but they like to live as well
as any other people and they
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to pour out their lives for nothing.
* * * * *
While conversing with a young
man yesterday who resides on
the street where the Court House
stands I learned many interesting
facts concerning the rebels, their
number, their purpose, and their
spirit.
He said that the rebels
maintained and a large number
firmly believed that we were
going to free their negroes. And
so they felt as though they were
fighting for their homes and
their all. These two impressions
I labored to convince him were
entirely wrong. And it is plain
they are the cause of the stout
resistance which is made against
our arms.

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March 12
Fairfax Court Hse. cont’d
Lieut Atwood has just
loaned me some ink and
so I will try once more to
write with the ordinary appliances.*[Written in margin:The pencillings (sic) on the previous 6 pages having become quite dim have been written over with ink. (R.C.S.)]
There is much speculation as
to what is to be done with us
some maintaining that we shall
soon return to camp, and others
that we shall push forward
tomorrow.
What will really be done
with us is I think extremely
doubtful.
One of our company (H),
picked up a roll of skin plasters [?]
in the rebel entrenchments
yesterday.
This morning a flock
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seconds before they were seen.
Then the soldiers began to shout
and pretty soon a rifle was
discharged, and as the flock
passed over a cavalry troop
as many as a dozen shots
were fired at them. But not
one took effect.
Reports continue to reach
us of the evacuation of Centerville
and Manassas. It hardly seems
possible.
* * *
Thereis no doubt of it now.
Hundreds of our troops have visited
the old battle grounds, and returned
to camp.

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battle of Bull Run—what my rank
was then—if I understood the drill,
and what was the quality of my
hand writing.
Finally he dismissed me
saying that he would send an
orderly for me in the morning.
Yesterday forenoon I was sent
for accordingly and immediately
began my labors in the office
of General Slocum, as acting
Aide-de-camp.
Last evening we received
orders to march to Paget’s Tavern
about half way back to camp,
but when the column reached
that place the General ordered
the cols. of the different regiments
to act at their discretion about
returning to [Carrot: the old] camp or bivouac.
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the residence of O’Brien a famous
secessionist. And this morning
after taking breakfast we
galloped into camp amid a
drenching rain.
Here we shall probably
remain until next Monday when
without doubt we shall march
to Alexandria and be taken down
the river in transports. There is
to be movement toward Richmond
by water. The Merrimac must
be looked after then.
Orders have been issued to
the several regiments composing
our brigade of my appointment as
aide-de-camp. It seems to have
pleased all my friends here and
I trust it will please my
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I have got to make a great
many purchases:- A full staff
suit of clothes, Staff sword [?],
overcoat, boots, cap and rubbers,
gauntlets, horse, saddle and
trappings. These, too, must be
of the finest quality. My pay
will be about one hundred
and forty dollars a month, but
as my brother aide-de-camp said
today “the expenses will about eat
up the salary.” I think so the
more I consider it.

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Of late I have been making very
many purchases, today I bought a
horse. It will be a very costly
establishment for me indeed. But
the experience is going to [Carrot: be] fine.
* * * *
Have been studying of late
McDougall on the “theory of war” and
enjoyed it exceedingly.

p.m.
This evening I have been writing to
Lillie [Lizzie?]—would that I could be with her!
* * * *
“Pensez a moi ma chere amie.”

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I did a very ungallant thing
by “charging on a column” of ladies.
But it was a great mistake.
After the review we all rode to
Alexandria and did not return
until about seven. Immediately
took tea and then went up
to the concert at Genl. Newton’s.
A great time. Shall always
remember it. Waldron [?] is a queer
fellow. Cupid in his roundabout
declining the proffered stool it
was graciously occupied by the
gallant Purdy Miss Dean and
Miss Ohehoe [?], and several gentlemen
furnished the singing and altogether
the entertainment was very
acceptable. Shall I ever forget
that inimitable rendering of
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“Old Grimes is dead, that good old man
Whene’er shall see him more
He used to wear an old gray coat
Allbuttoned [sic] down before.”
“S-i-n-g”

The finance committee reported
the collection of $27.25 which
amount was duly handed to
the ladies.
The music was “orrid” and
yet quite acceptable for one who
had heard nothing of the sort
before for nine months.

Got to bed about midnight
after reading five good letters from
home.

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I can attend no service today; so I am
spending the time in thought on the past – what
I have done – what left undone – in what
points I fail – where I may improve – and
so be of the greatest possible service to
my country and the world.
One thing sure I may ever rely
upon and that is this. I must have
strength that comes from on high.
Or else I shall utterly fail.

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April
2 continued
Last night I stopped at the
central house and went to bed
with the Gas burning; woke up
this morning and put it out.
Called on Major Rochester and
he paid me my month’s salary
to April 1, 1862.
Called at Brady’s and had
the negative taken of myself for College
Album pictures, 40 costing me $16.00.
Could not take my vignette because
it was too dark.
Rode out to the Maine Cavalry
and saw Capt. Cowan who did not
know me.
Returned home by the boat
toward the latter part of the afternoon.
Purchased a horrid dish of oysters
for dinner.

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April
4,, continued
Manassas
Loading the trains we found to
be no small job. It took a long
time. But we got hungry soon,
and it was decided to pay Mrs.
Catt’s a visit. Accordingly we
walked over to that venerable
place and took dinner. A little
while after General Franklin with
one of his staff arrived and we
all took dinner together. For the
first time in my life I dined with
two generals.
About two o’clock we got off.
It was after dark before we reached
Manassas, and we “went to bed”
almost “supperless.”

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obtained information from him
sufficient to make a useful
map of this section of the country.
Coming in this evening I found
a man here by the name of Gillespie
a Union Refugee, who had escaped
from the rebels and found his
way to our lines. He was formerly
a Professor in St. James College and
a graduate at University of Virginia.
He talks very intelligably [sic] and seems
true to the cause.
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enemy to contend with in Virginia.
7p.m.—This evening I returned from
a long ride. Immediately after
dinner the General started out with
his staff on a reconnoitreing [sic] expedition.
Our object was to find the best road
leading to Bristoe which place we
visited.
After returning to camp I
started out alone to visit Bull
Run. Having reached Manassas
Junction I called at a house and
inquired the way to the battle field
The negro showed me and explained
the situation. I took down a sketch
of it and then rode off with three
of the Maine Cavalry. We however
did not succeed through mistaking
the road, and so had to return. I
took the cavalry with me because I
did not expect to get back before
tonight and it is very dangerous

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travelling through these woods after
dark.

April 8
Catlett’s station
We marched out of
our encampment yesterday morning
at 7 o’clock. We made a road of
our own as we went along, and
the pioneers had considerable
work to do in filling up the ditches.
We passed through Bristoe [?] [carrot: at] not
far from nine o’clock a.m., where
we made a short halt. General
S. and staff called at Gen. Newton’s
head quarters and we had a
fine time over the state of things.
Genl. Newton was very indignant

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at the arrangement which had
recently been made putting us
under McDowell. Waldron after
listening a long time to the tirade
against our leaders turned the
conversation suddenly by one of
his inimitable remarks—“no matter,”
said he, “the pay goes on just the
same. That’s our consolation.”—This
brought on the laugh. “Colonel”, says
he, “have you brought your fishing
tackle”? “Our song has changed
“O we’re going [carrot: going a] fishing.”
instead of
O we’re going down to Richmond.”

* * * *

About one o’clock p.m. we made
our second halt and lunched in
the woods. At half past two p.m.
we reached Catlett’s station and im-
mediately set about finding a
place for head quarters and

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deciding upon camp grounds.
Genl. Kearny came here yesterday
and seems to have monopolized
everything in the shape of building
and shelter. After long searching however
we found a store which was at
once made head quarters for Genl
and staff. We did not make
much ceremony but bunked down
at once. I think I slept three
or four hours before the rest turned
in and when I woke up Wead
and Rodgers were discussing the
merits and utility of 12 foot
drivers on the rail road. They were
just turning in, and so I rolled
over and tried it again. Five
of us slept on the counter.
During the night Wead fell
off the counter and woke us all
up by the noise. John Manassas
too, came about midnight without

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the cow telling a most pitiful
story about “horses and horse
pistols and his comb and
dollar and half.”
This morning Joe gave us
and excellent breakfast, but it
still rains and so it is quite
uncomfortable. We have tried to
sing a little but it does not
seem to be “appropos”. [sic]
List of casualties to the
staff of Genl. Slocum during
the past 36 hours.
1. Dr. Burr’s horse broke his leg
and so had to be shot.
2. John Manassas lost the cow.
3. Lieut. Wead’s man Jones
with his best horse not
yet heard from.
4. The most unfortunate circumstance
of being thrown under the temporary
command of Kearney

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April 8 continued
Catlett’s Station, Va.
Great life this, most surely –

9,,

We are still at the same
old place in the grocery store
eating Joe’s meals as he prepares
them, now of mutton and now
of ham intermingled with the
usual supply of potatoes, bread
and coffee. The rain continues
to drizzle down making life
out doors peculiarly disagreeable.
As to business we do simply
nothing. Reading, playing checkers,
joking, singing, flute playing and
violin playing seems to be
about everything [carrot: we] do. As I now
write Capt. Rodgers sits leaning
back in his chair playing

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that most beautiful air:-
“When the swallow’s homeward fly.”
We try to accompany him
with our voices.
The General is reading with
much interest Bulever Lytton’s
“Strange story”. We hardly know
what to do with ourselves, but
all hope that the storm will
soon cease and Old Sol will
once more delight us with his
presence.
Now the party begin to
play and sing “Old Grimes”,
using both flute and violin.
Yesterday we had this venerable
piece set to impromptu verses
composed by Dr. Burr and
Col. Howland. No important
transaction of the past two days
was omitted but all were
fully considered.

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Today they brought me a letter
and it was a decided relief to
me from this oppressive ennui.
I mean to write letters and then
await replies. But this has
already been done days ago
and none have replied except
L who is always prompt. Still
I shall try it again.
* * * *
News We have some that
is pretty good. The enemy have
retreated from before us and
are doubtless making their way
to Richmond. They have also
fallen back from Fredricksburg.
McClellan has advanced upon
Yorktown and was expecting three
days since to capture the place
after a short siege. Doubtful
news has also reached us
of the evacuation of Island No. 10.

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So we go down the river after
all. And shall we have a part
in the engagement at Yorktown?
The great battle at Corinth
has at last been fought, lasting
two days. We were whipped the
first day. On the second we
whipped them.

14,,
Genl. Franklin has gone
down the river to make full
arrangements for our departure.

15,,
Very warm here. Troops constly [sic]
assembling + we shall probably
sail down the Potomac in a
few days.

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Got off with my horse about
nine o’clock p.m. and was
even at head quarters. Found
the staff full of work.

17,,
We did not get off till
three o’clock p.m. Sailed a
short time and anchored
a few miles below the city
with the Capitol in sight.
The General and staff take
quarters on board the Spaulding
an ocean steamer that ran
between Baltimore and
Boston. Among the transports
I noticed the Daniel Webster
and schr Dwight from
Biddeford.

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joking, reading, writing, playing
games, conversing, and drinking.
I can now plainly see how it is
that men may become indolent
and inactive in their ways from
long service in the army. I
appreciate the fact. Indulgence
in the matter of liquors is a
custom as general among those
with whom I am forced to
associate as taking dinner or
supper. I have seen more drinking
in a week’s time while I have
been a soldier than I was previously
accustomed to see during a whole
year. And so it is with card
playing and gambling and
profanity. It is not surprising
that I am fast getting inclined
to pass these vices by and abhor
them less. Yet I must be very
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indulgence. Thank God I can
still say that the first glass of
liquor has yet to pass my lips.
In such a course my safety lies.
Yet there are other vices other sins.
And let me avoid them, too.
* * * *
We have some interesting
conversations together among the
staff officers. Last evening the General
told us something of the proposed
plan in which our division is
to have a chief part. We shall be
accompanied by gunboats under
command of Captain Rodgers. I
saw him on board of the Mystic,
Genl. Franklin’s head quarters, a
few days since and listened
to his explanation of a debarkation
under fire. We shall probably have
to try it soon. This the General
says. There will be two divisions

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under the command of Genl. Franklin
and we shall operate against Glou-
cester. The expedition will be
successful and make Genl. Franklin
a Maj. General probably. He is able.
* * *

23,,
I have been reading “The
Partisan Leader” a work that
has been laying about our cabin
quarters. It professes to have been
written a dozen or more years
since and is curiously prophetic.
It is nothing more than a compilation
of the arguments used by “States
Rights men” and a defense for
forcibly opposing the U.S. Government
—an apology for disunion. It is harmless
I presume of it would not be
allowed publication. The writer is

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evidently a full blooded South Carolinian.
I have been reading some very
interesting fiction, too. Henry Arkell
is splendid and to my best liking.
Student life—its jealousies, rivalries
honors, generous actions and mean
ones, also, are portrayed in fine
terms. The chief actor is my favorite
as well as the Dean’s and “all the
rest.” If ever I shall be permitted
to resume my studies again may
it be with such a noble and
Christian spirit.
* * * *
They say that we are going
to steam down to Fortress Munroe
today for pleasure. It is only a
two hour sail.

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shot. Right before us were the Hampton
Roads in which received the great naval
engagement a few weeks since.
Our main purpose in visiting
the Fortress was to obtain a new
supply of provisions, have the ship cleaned
and take in coal if necessary. Genl.
Slocum therefore called upon Genl. Wool,
so soon as the wharf was reached, and
asked permission to land his troops.
This he presumptorally [?] refused and
so the Genl. concluded to make a
short stop. The offices were allowed
to visit the fort with this understanding
that they should return within an
hour.
So we all started off. I in
company with the chaplain of the
96th Pennsylvania. Just as we
approached the entrance to the fortress
we noticed a cavalcade riding
out, and at the head of it we

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saw Maj. Genl. Wool. Behind him
also rode Brig. Genl. Mansfield. They
politely answered to our salutes.
A few minutes [sic] walk and we
were within the celebrated fortress
more like a garden with its trees
in blossom and its grounds carpeted
in green than a massive work
bristling with cannon and fully
supplied with all the furniture
of war. It is much more extensive
than I had supposed, and some of
the residences are truly beautiful.
As we hurriedly passed around its
walls I plucked some clover leaves
and shrubbery. Also an apple blossom.
I could not suppress my passionate
taste for pen holders, either; and so
I had to bring away a few sticks
with me.
Before leaving the Fortress
we ran down towards the Monitor

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and gave them three cheers. At that
moment we were in excellent range
of the Sewalls Point battery. As we
passed the Vanderbilt we gave them three
cheers, too, in honor of the part she is
expected to take in extinguishing the
Monitor’s rival. Three cheers, too, for the
Minnesota, and all the gunboats that
we pass. The blue jackets give us
a specimen of their gallant cheering
in return. The French frigate we
notice also, But they do not reply
the officers simply raise their caps.
And so on we go the noble
steamer quivering beneath us from
the force of its ponderous and
swiftly moving engines, the bands
playing national airs, and our
men sending up enthusiastic
huzzas.
An hour sail toward Ship Point
and we anchor in the bay.

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Evening—
News reach [sic] us from Gen.
McClellan’s headquarters of the fall of
New Orleans. So we are all jubilant
tonight.
Halleck is superintending affairs
in person at Pittsburg Landing. Mitchell
is yet persevering in his efforts and
will meet the enemy yet. The Rebellion
is truly on its last legs.

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of statuary that would be seen
by entering the halls of some old
English castle—tall knights encased
in their steel armors standing in
long rows up and down the hall
motionless, grim and silent. It
is surely a sight worth seeing. For
the first time I understood the meaning
of casemate.[?]
Passing round this battery
at the right we come in sight of
the celebrated Union and Lincoln
guns that are mounted very near
the water’s edge. These are perfectly
astounding. No idea can be formed
of them without seeing. Weighing
50,000 lbs and throwing a ball that
weighs 432 lbs these twin monsters
stand alone and beyond everything
we have. They may soon be excelled,
and it would not surprise us
if they were; for the science of

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projectiles is making rapid strides.
Returning to the Fortress I pick
a few buttercups and wander off
to the entrance gate. Twenty minutes
afterward I was on board of the Spaulding enjoying the felicity of a bath. Col.
Howland’s candy had given me a
severe headache. A little sleep however
prepared me for dinner, when it was
decided how to spend the afternoon.
“How many can your sail-
boat carry” said I to the 1st. mate of
the S. R. Spaulding after dinner. “Oh! a
dozen” was his reply. Fifteen minutes
afterward and our little party were
tossing over the waves toward that-now-
-all-engaging-wonder of the world—the
Monitor. The curiosity of every one [sic]
was aroused. We were going to visit
the Monitor. And to us that was
pleasure enough to cancel a life-time
of discomfort.

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We were not long in reaching her
iron sides. The officers gave us a
hearty welcome and seemed to take
the highest pleasure in explaining.
Our attention was first called to the
Turret, + the eight plates of thickness a
section of which could be most
plainly seen at the port holes.
We observed the effect of the shot which
she received in her encounter with
the Merrimac. There was a dent
made by a hundred pound shot
at the distance of five yards. Can
it be possible? Here we see the
effect of a ricochet shot that tore up
the edge of the plates. Here is another
partly below water line. That is the
Pilot House and those are the two
holes for sight. So it was there that
Lieut. Worden received the injury to
his eyes, that came near depriving us of
one of our most valuable officers.

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Imagine a low square box made of
eight inch joice [?] and these joice [?] solid
iron and there you may get an idea
of the massive weight and strength
of the Pilot house. Since the fight
with the Merrimac they have made
it even stronger by means of an iron
plated support that extends all around.
The Turret and Pilot House
are all that attract ones [sic] attention
above deck, if we except the little
insignificant smoke stack; and so having
seen these we follow the officer below.
A descent of several steps, and we
are in the midst of the ship’s crew
some sitting unengaged, + others sewing
or reading—but all very quiet. Passing
to the left through this group we enter
the Turret, by ascending another flight
of steps.
The engineer first calls our
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He pushed a lever forward pretty much as
an engineer does on board one of
our locomotives, and immediately a
low continual rumbling begins. We are
unconscious of motion—cannot realize
it till, as directed, we sight along one
of the splendid hundred pounders through
the port hole and then we “see it.” The
whole horizon is swept entirely around
and every object passes swiftly before
us. The officer explained the manner
of working the guns. So soon as one
was discharged the Turret was made
to revolve away from the enemy
and so the gunners were unexposed
in loading.
I never saw more splendid
guns than these hundred pounders.
While in the Turret I spoke with
the seaman on duty there and he
gave me a piece of the timber of
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of the caps used in discharging the pieces.
I am preserving them carefully as relics
of the war.
Passing from the Turret below again,
the officer carries us into the cabin, which
we find to be the most splendidly furnished.
From there we go into the Pilot House and
see where the helmsman has to stand. Beneath
the Pilot House are arrangements for
raising the anchor.
Leaving the Monitor we visited
the Galena where Capt. Rodgers treated
us very kindly showing us everything
of interest.
Next we visited the Stevens
battery or the Saugatuck and
was very politely shown everything
of interest about her.

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This morning as I was
quietly reading the Bible, Lieut. W.
my brother aide comes rushing in
with the exclamation: “Yorktown has
been evacuated and our division
reembarks [sic] at once.”

5,,
All was hurry and
confusion throughout all of yesterday
At night we ran out into the
bay and this morning early we
sailed for Yorktown. Before sitting
down to breakfast we were anchored
beneath the frowning but deserted
batteries of the rebels on the one
side Gloucester, on the other Yorktown.
The severe storm could
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visit these celebrated fortifications,
and many did so. I went in
company with Col. Jackson Heath.
The enemy seem to have left in a
great hurry abandoning immense
quantities of ordnance stores. We
had to move around very carefully
to avoid the Torpedoes. Col. Jackson
stepped about very lightly. Guards
were stationed throughout the
town to prevent persons from going
where it was suspected they were.
I picked a few leaves and brought
them away with me for souvenirs.

In the evening the General
sends me for a tug [?] to bring
off 10 bales of hay.

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The steamers that have come
up to serve as hospitals are
fast filling up. I should not
be surprised if we had a
thousand wounded.
A week since the Rebel
congress were beginning to leave
the capital in terror. The papers
ridiculed them for cowardice.
But when news came of the
evacuation of Yorktown it must
have startled the inhabitants.
Many suppose that they are beginning
to leave Richmond now, and
that the opposition yesterday
at Williamsburg was only to
gain time. This may be true.
Some predict that we shall
be in Richmond by a week’s
time.

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hurried off as rapidly as possible.
Genl. Newton’s first, then Slocum’s and
then Col. Taylor’s. It was late in the
night when all got off. The batteries
were got off just at day break.
We were in no condition to
push forward at once. So parties
were sent out to block up the
approaches to our position. Toward
morning Report came that the
enemy were removing these ob-
structions. This looked like an
attack on us. So we began to
redouble our efforts to be ready
for them. Genl. Franklin hurried
ashore to consult with Slocum
and Newton. He expected the
attack would commence about
four o’clock in the morning but
that time passed and still
no disturbance excepting a few
random picket shots.

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So soon as it was fully day
break I laid down to sleep,
and awoke at about half
after nine, I should judge.
A little while after I was
standing in my tent when I
heard a few discharges of musketry –
then a few more—and finally it
became a continuous dropping
fire, lasting for perhaps three minutes.
Then it ceased entirely. The General
was soon aroused. We thought
it to be a general attack on our pickets.
Pretty soon it commenced
again along our entire line, when
, the general, being in command,
ordered the disposition of our
troops for battle. This made lively
work for us on the staff.
About quarter past ten
the ball [?] opened. The regiments

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in advance gradually moved up
to support the skirmishing line
and soon were in the woods. Our
batteries were posted with Platt’s
on the right, Porter’s in the center,
and Hexeimer’s [?] on the left. We
had a telegraph of sentinels running
from the main hospital to the
front, and over it came every
little while the expressions:-
“our pickets retreating”, “The enemy
advancing”, “heavy vollies at
close action,” +c. +c.
The fight continued
until about two when the
enemy had approached much
nearer. Porter’s battery was
ordered to throw shell into
the woods. The enemy replied
with their artillery, firing some
shot at the gunboats. They
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their 9 inch and 11 inch shell
shrieking through the air. The
firing of the musketry though
continued grew fainter and
fainter until it entirely ceased
to be heard. The enemy were
falling back.
It was now about three
o’clock p.m., and the wounded
were being rapidly brought in.
Hexeimer’s battery a short time
after were ordered to shell the
woods on our left and that
ended the day’s work. We cannot
estimate accurately of course as
to the number lost but some say
100, others 200, and some even more.
Jimmie behaved very well, but
says that he was in a hot
place several times.

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and one of his A.D.C.’s [?] fell at
Williamsburg. I knew both of them
by sight, Wilson and Barnard
were their names. Such is war
Capt. Montgomery, A.A.G. of Newton’s
staff had a narrow escape + so
did Gen. Franklin’s A.D.C. Baker in
our own fight of the 7th. My position is
quite as exposed as any and in
the general engagement that will
come off probably at Bottom bridge
their [sic] will be no difference.

This is the anniversary day of
my baptism. Let me celebrate it
by earnest prayer and meditation.

Shall I ever forget the examination
of the Negro brought into camp and
suspected of being a spy? Especially
Lt. Col’s mode of questioning.

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Norfolk taken and the
Merrimac blown up.
The troops are boiling over with enthu-
siasm, and eager to push on.

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13

We moved this morning
at “sharp” four o’clock and reached
Cumberland this evening noon.
The Negroe [sic] women by the road
side dancing and singing from
exccesive [sic] joy at our arrival—
The alarm—Encampment in
a plowed field—Tents do not
come till late in the evening—
the General furious.
Trip with Purdy, and the Union
refugee found when I was lost.

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15

Moved this morning at
four o’clock. Took charge of the
head quarter’s baggage. Roads
very heavy. Met Harlan Cobb
with his engineer comrades pushing
on Capt. Duane’s train. Did a
great deal of work before night and
got sick thereby. Slept in a negroe [sic]
hut with a dozen others and suffered
horribly before morning. I have found
something else that may be put among
the “horrors of war.”
Horrible visu [?]

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Don’t move today, although
the order was for us to be in
readiness to move—at noon.
My sickness increasing today.

18,, Sunday

Attended a very interesting
service today at Mr. Colt’s the 96th Pa.
Was exceedingly pleased thereby.
Am better today.
Attended service at 5th. Me, this p.m.
Carthaginem delendum esse.

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At this house where I stopped. I find
a copy of Herodotus translated by
Cary, also a brush broom which
I have been needing so much lately
and a chair, which purchase of
the negroe [sic] in charge.
Today I sent letters north.

23

I hardly know where we are
now other than it is a pleasant
spot somewhere in the woods on
the road to New Bridge. The negroes
and country people report us distant
about seven miles from Richmond.
We reached here two days since after
a most tedious march. We sent out
a reconnoitering [sic] party yesterday and
obtained most important information
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force on the other side of the Chickahominy.
There are various opinions held, some thinking
the enemy to be in large numbers, and some
not.
But the natural question is constantly
being asked, where are the enemy? It is
certainly surprising that we are permitted
to approach so near to Richmond unmolested.
If the enemy intend to defend the line
of the Chickahominy why have two whole
corps of the army been allowed to cross
at Bottom’s Bridge? There must be at
least 50,000 of our troops on the other side of the Chickahominy today.
Two days since and we were
much disturbed about our right, fearing
lest the enemy should attack us in
that quarter and from the rear. But
Capt. Arnold says we are all right now.
Franklin and Porter have their corps
in position and in his language
“Nothing can whip us now.”

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26
We are encamped in a
very pleasant spot and are enjoying
ourselves splendidly. The enemy threw
a few shell among our camp last
evening, no doubt occasioned by
some of our men showing themselves
imprudently at the river’s bank.

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May.
After dinner we were very quietly
chatting among ourselves when the
Major commanding Cavalry and his
Adjutant came galloping up and
exclaiming that the enemy had ap-
peared and were about to cross
the bridge in force. This of course
startled us all. But it proved to
be only a stampede of the worst
sort in which I played a very
prominent part. [bracket]

28,,

Today General Slocum went out
in company with a force of cavalry
and examined Meadow bridge.
This evening it is to be burnt.
Today we have had poetry and
I have struck a vein with Wilson,
who is a good fellow.

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A terrible rain storm has
come on this afternoon and almost
drowned us all. At any rate we
were cleared out of the tent and
our blankets soaked. The thunder
was terrific.
Since living here on the
outposts we have enjoyed ourselves
wonderfully. We live splendidly, as
Capt. Hopkins says “on the fat of the
land.” We have had strawberries
at almost every meal, and for
vegetables lettuce, green peas, onions,
and potatoes.
We go back to our old
headquarters this evening.

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Three divisions of our army
engaged the enemy yesterday on
the left—or rather three corps—Sumner’s,
Keyes, and Heintzelman. At first
we were driven back; but finally
Kearney with his division pressed
the enemy back again, leaving us
in possession of the field.
One of Genl. Johnston’s aids
was captured by our troops and
carried to McClellan’s head quarters.
We have not yet heard the facts
in detail.
Genl. McClellan however telegraphs
from the other side of Chickahominy
that we have routed the enemy
at every point and gained a great
victory.
* * *

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The Prince de Joinville
is a poet. Said he where our
army was encamped at Tunstall’s
Station—“On this side Peace, on that
War”—referring to the different
views he obtained from the hill
where head quarters were established.
On one side the cattle in heads
were scattered through the broad
green fields, on another nothing but tents and solders and bayonets and
cannon and horses could be seen.
The one a beautiful view of Peace
the other a lifelike picture of War.
This evening we have
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their camps are cheering loudly
over it.
Halleck is reported as having
taken 13,000 prisoners, 15,000 stand of
arms 100 cars and 23 locomotives.
If this be true, then Beauregard’s
force is probably dispersed and we
have an unobstructed road to
the gulf. Their army before Richmond
will be disheartened while ours
will be to an equal degree encouraged.
Under the circumstances I should
not be surprised if the city was
Evacuated without another battle.
Everything portends such a result.

Contrabands still continue
to arrive in flocks many of
whom tell interesting experiences.
Some however are surprising examples
of mendacity. One had seen all
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Richmond, including even Genl.
Washington.
Another very intelligent negroe [sic]
told a story that wonderfully con-
firmed previous true reports gained
from other sources. No cross-
examining could disturb him.
I have today hired one of them
for a servant, and he proves to be
a very faithful boy.

8,,

We are still in the same
position as before and not likely
to move for a long time. The
battle of Fair Oaks daily becomes
longer and longer as we glean
further details. Our list of killed,
wounded and missing will run
up to 7000; while that of the enemy

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must be very much larger. This
proves to be one of the very hardest
fought battles of the war thus far.
* * * *
For several days past I have
been unwell. Have therefore ac-
complished but little in the way
of writing here or elsewhere.
This afternoon I accompanied
Chaplain Miller of the N.Y. 16th to
the burial of one of the teamsters
of our division. It was a most
impressive scene.
We had to wait an hour
for the grave diggers to perform their
task as hard was the soil. Then
they brought the uncoffined remains
from a tent near by and laid them
gently in the grave. By this time
a small party of teamsters had
collected around and seemed deeply
interested in these last sad offices

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that were being paid to their departed
brother.
Of all services of the army
that of teamster is perhaps the worst
in its effects upon the character and
disposition. Teamsters are hated and
despised and cursed. They are the
most offensive looking men, go in
rags and tatters, with unshaved faces,
dirty, and their talk seems one
continual string of oath + invective.
No doubt their peculiar duties go
a great way in making them thus.
And so we should make allowance
But notwithstanding as
a class the teamsters are so brutal
and ugly to all appearances, they
have hearts that can be touched. I
was fully convinced of this today.

Having lowered the body into
the grave and the grave diggers having

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taken their positions on either hand the minister
began the service by reading appropriate
passages of Scripture. As he read “Earth
to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust” the
heavy sound of falling earth was thrice
heard in the grave. The reading ended,
the chaplain knelt in prayer, and the
whole party as if moved by one fervent
impulse fell on their knees with him.
To me this was a remarkable scene.
There was an old man with long and
matted hair, his hands clenched, weeping
as he thinks perhaps of other times more
peaceful and more Christian. Another
with eyes closed and face raised toward
Heaven in entreaty may be. And here
are two little boys scarce a dozen years old
fair haired innocent looking kneeling with
us, too. A kind mother taught them
this. They were Ambulance drivers.

__________,,___________

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Am studying Acts. Oh that I could
devote more of my time to the study
of God’s words!

Here is a splendid text.
—“We ought to obey God
rather than man.”
Because He is
1. Our creator
2. Our supporter
+
3. Our saviour [sic]

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Am unwell—Dr. Burr says
my complaint is bilious and has
given me a powder to take before
going to bed tonight.
Good news reach us today.
Memphis has fallen and now the
Mississippi is open to us throughout
its entire length. Mobile + Charleston
are also strongly menaced by our
gun boats. Paid fifteen cents for a
newspaper.
We remain in the same
attitude here as before excepting
that there was a little artillery
practice this evening.

* * * *

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Am not well by any
means today. This climate
is debilitating.

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22,,

We are now across the river
and encamped within a mile of
Fair Oaks Station.
Today I went out exploring
the ground. While passing up the
rail road our picquets were attacked
and the firing for a time was quite
warm, on the left.
This evening have been busy
preparing maps.

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C’est bon.

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23 Continued

If ever I shall remember
court martials or rather Courte [?]
martial I shall think of the
case of Capt. Gibson of the N.Y. 16th.
That is certainly the strongest
case I know of on record. He is being
tried today.
Within the past few minutes
strange rumors have been afloat about
our head quarters concerning the
enemy’s evacuation of this position +c.
Just now, too, there is heavy firing on
our left. It must be in front of
Hooker.
Have been writing letters most
of the time today.

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25

Our lines in front of Hooker
were advanced a thousand yards today
The fighting was pretty severe. About nine
o’clock in the evening the firing was
sharp along our lines. All got under
arms at once: but we were not called
out.

26,,

<span style=”margin-left:28px;”Was started out this morning
by heavy firing and the first im-
pression was that the enemy were
attempting to regain the ground

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lost yesterday.

p.m.
Accompanied generals
Newton and Slocum to the front
this afternoon. This evening a
work is to be thrown up in the
wheat field. Heavy firing in the
vicinity of Mechanicsville.
later—
Have been spending
a larger part of the evening at
the work. It goes barely on.

27th

There was a resumption of
the firing early this morning over
the river. We go to support Genl.
Porter starting at 5½a.m. that
is in about half an hour. We
shall probably see some fighting before

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the day is over.

midnight.
We have returned to
our old head quarters at Courteny’s
house after fighting a bloody battle
across the Chickahominy.
When we started out this
morning at 5½ o’clock we marched
to Duane’s bridge and partially
crossed it, that is our batteries
got over and Newton’s brigade. Then
we were ordered to recross, and
suddenly found out that there
had been a misunderstanding or
misinterpretation of the order.
Bartlett’s brigade remained near
the bridge after recrossing it and
the col. was ordered to make preparations
for its destruction. The other two
brigades returned to the old camp.
Upton’s battery was reported to

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Genl. Smith’s works on the hill
where they might be in readiness
to shell the enemy.
My horse not being in
condition to work I returned to
head quarters to get him feed.
Had not been there more than
fifteen minutes before the enemy
commenced shelling our camps.
The shot flew over and around
our head quarters killing and
wounding several. My man
Humphrey ran away to the
woods in complete fright,
leaving me to saddle the horse
myself.
Soon joined the Genl.
and assisted in getting the
troops under cover.
__________,,___________
About 2o’kp.m. we
received orders to move to the

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support of Fitz John [?] by the way
of Woodbury’s bridge and soon
after the whole division was on
the way. At this time Genl.
Porter was warmly engaged in
the vicinity of Dr. Gaine’s house.
Having crossed the bridge
Genl. Newton who led the column
was at once hurried to the
front supporting Upton’s battery
(2nd artillery regular) on the right
of the line. Genl. Taylor went in
on the left. Also Col. Bartlett who
after ascending the hill nearly
to the crest moved to the extreme
right, under a severe cross fire
of the enemy.
So soon as our division
engaged the enemy, Porter’s troops
at once fell back in the greatest
disorder, not pretending to form
a reserve line at all. The

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Pennsylvania reserves I especially
noticed.
Genl. Butterfield held
the extreme left of the line resting
on the Chickahominy.
The action continued
very warm for over an hour
when there was a general
lull. We had evidently repulsed
them. Suddenly the fire
broke out again on our left
+ soon became terrific pressing
back Genl. Butterfield whose
brigade finally separated and
passed hurriedly across the
bridge close by (Duane’s). On
the right all was quiet. But it
was painfully + plainly evident
that either the foe must be
met or our troops must all
fall back. So as great a
fire as possible was concentrated

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on the enemy’s right. Battery after
batter was hurried into position
Meagher’s brigade came up and
every available force was employed
to check the foe. We were successful
The firing soon died away and
now it was almost dark.
The next work was to
get over the river our wounded
and the hosts of stragglers and
the batteries out of ammunition
and the exhausted troops of
Porter who had now been fighting
for nearly two days without any
cessation. Amid so much of
excitement this was no small
job.
Our division meanwhile kept
its position on the battlefield and
did not retire until nearly
midnight. Then it recrossed the
river and returned to their

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old camps, in perfect order.
Our loss during the afternoon
in our division of 12,000 was
not far from 4,000, the loss of officers being unusually large.
6 Cols were either killed wounded or captured 2 Liet Cols.
killed. 2 majors killed +c. +c.
It is considered one of the
bloodiest battles of the war.
I was uninjured. Two of
Genl. Newton’s Staff were Severely
wounded and one taken prisoner.
The command of the 5th Maine
now devolves on Capt. Edwards.
My horse cannot Stand many
more such tests, much more less myself.

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1 ok p.m.
About noon today
Col. Alexander rode up to our
head quarters and informed
Genl. Slocum [carrot: that he] was about to
commence shelling the enemy
and that we had better move
back as their replies would
probably fall near by.
We at once retired to
the woods in the rear and
selected a new camp for

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head quarters and had our
tents pitched, meanwhile the
shelling going on very briskly.
Toward the middle of the
afternoon, however, it ceased,
and we managed to get a
little sleep and eat supper.

After supper orders came
for the division [carrot: to be ready] to move at a
moment’s notice, and to have
everything destroyed which could
not be carried. The ammunition
trains were to push ahead first
by the way of Savage Station.
It was midnight before
the troops began their march, and
then the whole division was forced
to halt till morning below
McClellan’s head quarters.

No sleep yet – No sleep yet.

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1862 June
29th. Contd.

Rumor was that the enemy
were on our heels and that our
departure must be hastened. So
ambulances were hurried off. Stores
that could not be transported
were destroyed, and the troops
got into position on the surrounding
hills for defense. Gradually the
vast plain was cleaned and the
various columns of troops moved
forward. The baggage trains
were unaccountably long, and
the babbling of teamsters was
indescribable. The halts were
so long and frequent that
I was ready to despair of our
ever getting through.

Having seen our division
off I pushed on to the head of

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the column in search of the
General whom I found busily
at work cleaning the roads
and directing the trains.
We halted for a short
rest I know not where but it
was at a house where were
the temporary head quarters of
Genl. McClellan. Here we had a
little sleep from which we
were soon aroused by the
cry of “Division under arms.”
The troops were hurried into
position and batteries planted
and the trains moved on. But
this proved only to be a stampede.
About sundown we
reached Genl. Peck’s head quarter’s [sic].
His troops we at once relieved. Here
I met Maj. Robie who begged me
to let him have a little of my
claret.

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Here we met Genl. McClellan
again and his staff—my lemons
were of great service in assuaging
the thirst of several wounded
ones among whom I noticed
a little drummer boy. What
groans from the poor sick
and wounded!
We laid down to sleep
early but did not sleep long, for
the constant interruptions. The
General was so fatigued that
he dropped to sleep at once and
could not even be aroused when
Col. Torbert [?] came to learn what
bridge he was to destroy. Then
the General would talk incoherently
about Bottom’s bridge. The
Dr’s supper of beef soup in can
and hard bread was excellent
and was devoured voraciously.
_______,,_______

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1862 June
3 Contd.
About 11ok a.m. we rode out with
Genl. Franklin to examine our position
and Genl. Henitzleman afterward joined
us. A battle was in anticipation and
really seemed inevitable. Our division
was posted in support of the batteries
Taylor being on the right and Newton
in the center. Our division was to have
for its work the holding of the line
on the right of the road. Smith’s
division was to the right of us.

About 1ok p.m. the ball
opened with firing artillery
on the right. Then there was
random picket firing on our
left an in front of Hooker as
I afterward learned.
Our troops were ordered
to hug the ground and a small
scouting party sent ahead to

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feel the enemy. This soon returned
announcing that the enemy’s line
was issuing from the woods
into the plain before us. Capt.
Platt was at once ordered to
open fire with all his batteries
and “comb out the woods” to
use his own very expressive
language. The firing on our
part was terrific. The enemy
at first replied briskly sending
shot and shell around us. But
they soon stopped. Our fire however
kept on uninterruptedly for half
an hour. No one could live in front
of it and soon we had the satis-
faction of learning that the enemy
had passed to the left, and across
the road.
The firing of our batteries
now became slower and slower
finally ceasing entirely.

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About four o’clock the engagement
was proceeding warmly on our left and
somewhat to our rear. News came that
Genls. Robinson and Berry had just
charged the enemy and repulsed
them. Our men gave hearty cheers.
Afterward intelligence came that
the enemy were pressing us back
on the left. The General sent me
to Genl. Heintzleman to ask permission
to attempt a flank movement and
thus relieve Kearney + Hooker – “By
all means”, “By all means” says the
veteran soldier. The Jersey brigade
and Bartlett’s were ordered to
undertake this the former being
put under charge of Kearney himself.
How Sturges’ eyes glistened when I
told him.
But they were not needed
Sedgwick was ahead of us and
engaged the enemy before we

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30
reached the scene of action.
A little after dark the
firing ceased along our lines and
now we expected every half hour
to receive orders to retire: but none
came. Lieut. G. was sent to
McClellan for instructions. The
General himself rode to Heintzleman.
Still no orders to move.
However about midnight
they came, and soon [carrot: after] the division
was on the march.

I did nothing but cling on
to my horse and almost vainly
try to keep from sleeping.

________,,________

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About midnight we

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July
were ordered to retire further down
the river to a place called Harrison
Landing. Had layed down to sleep
by the side of Mr. Colt for the night and
was aroused suddenly by hearing
some one [sic] speak in hurried tones of
our moving. I was soon up and
for a miracle found my horse and
saddled him.
Got into head quarters just
as they had finished the discussion.
The end of it was that “we were all
up”, “no escape for the Army of the
Potomac -” I was thunderstruck and
yet forced to accept it as true
coming from such a high source.
Went to valise and destroyed some
private letters and put my diary in
my pocket.
Marched all night and
reached the Landing about dawn,
began to rain, went to the maw

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of a large barn where I got both
shelter and sleep.
Toward noon had something
to eat at Col. Matheson’s expense,
and in afternoon our tents came
and were put up.
After eating some of “Joe’s”
supper turned into sleep and knew
nothing more till late on the
morning of the

2nd

When after break-
fast the General ordered us out having
received news that the enemy where close
at hand. At the same time we heard
firing.
The enemy actually [carrot: shot] their
cannon into our camp and while
we were riding through I noticed
two that struck very near us.

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Troops occupied the whole day in
marching out to new camps.
Head quarters established.

3d,,

Trying to rest and sleep.

4th

Gala-day in spite of the
severe work we have been doing
lately. Salutes firing and bands playing
all the time.

5th

Resting.

6th

Ditto.

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8th
Busy making out reports.

9th
Busy writing.

12th
Have been quite unwell for the
past few days. Sleep but little nights.
Bad news come to me from home.
Am troubled about my duty. Hardly know
what is. Should be both to resign my
present position.
Have been writing to the Maine
friends about my getting a field position
in some one of the new regiments.
Fear I shall be unable to get a leave
of absence next month as I had been hoping
to.
_________,,_________

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July 1862
12
The papers are continuing to laud
McClellan for his last splendid
military achievement while officers
here consider it nothing less than a
signal reverse. Barry + Marcy say we
did not lose a gun and the truth is
we lost 40.
_________,,_________

The Orleans Princes have gone north
with Prince de Joinville about to sail
for England. It looks as though
McClellan’s friends were leaving him.
Pope is the rising man.
_________,,_________
I believe the C.S. will be
recognized soon—and then perhaps
armed mediation. Where will all
this end?
_________,,_________

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Can’t understand why no letters
reach me from Maine. Am much
troubled about it. Have written this
morning to Mr. Coffin, Col. Dunnell
and Col. Jackson.—Saw Mr. Leonard
yesterday, and he promised to mention
me to the Governor.

17,,

Nothing from home yet. This
morning sent another letter to
Mr. Coffin with one enclosed for
Mr. Drummond.
Last night severe thunder
storm. Hot today.
_________,,_________

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July 1862
17

Pope’s address is disgusting
true, soldiers are not to talk
and trouble themselves about
lines of supply and strong positions,
but these are very good things for
the General to think of.
Military men already laugh
at him. France had her carrot
but Napoleon had to replace him
before Toulon was captured.
_________,,_________

We are still annoyed by
the enemy’s batteries down the
river and will continue to be I
fear. The gun boats act as convoys.
_________,,_________

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1862 July
17

I see that some of the
Governors are going to appoint
as field officers in the new reg-
iments men who have been
serving actively in the field. This
is right. In such a way experienced
men will have command.
_________,,_________

Not a word yet from home or
from any one even. What am I to
think? Are the mails suppressed or
what does this really mean.
The N.Y. papers come regularly
each day. This morning I read
yesterday’s and yet no letter can
reach me from Maine.
Today have been engaged in
writing recommendations for a
couple of boys in Co. H, and indicating

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18
a letter to Mr. H. W. Richardson
Tutor of Waterville Coll., about Lieut.
Col. Heath, who was one of his warm
friends both in college and out.
_________,,_________

Am now going to take a side.

19

Last night I received a letter
from Father and Charles containing
very bad news, namely that mother
was quite sick. I spoke of it to the
General this morning and he expressed
his sorrow adding it was a bad time
to receive such news now.
This morning passed an
unusually pleasant season in prayer
and meditation on divine truth

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July 1862

I learn that the people of Maine
are beginning to wake up to the importance
of the crisis. Sometimes it has seemed
to us as though they were much
interested in the success of our troops
as though it made no difference to
them whether our small but courageous
band all perished in the trenches before
Richmond, or victoriously won the city. Orators
trumpet-tongued and eloquent ascend the
rostrum and boastfully assure the people
that their resources are more than adequate
to the small task of suppressing this cruel
rebellion, that their foe is weak in number
in resources and in courage, and that ere
many months have elapsed the rebellion
will be forever crushed. The people go away
puffed up with pride and conceit.
Full of confidence they resume their
customary avocations, gracefully receiving

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the apologetic explanations of their incompetent
leaders whenever the army unfortunately
meets with a reverse. Nothing but an
overwhelming defeat it seems to me can
ever wake up our people fully to the
importance of the present crisis.
_________,,_________
Oh my deluded country men! Would
that you could realize the degree of
sacrifice that is being endured daily
by your implacable, wicked though
energetic foe. See with what fierce des-
peration and wild enthusiasm they
all bend themselves to the task of
driving you back. Would that you
might copy them in these respects.
When will all this end? When
will activity give place to vigor—and
a spiritless indecisive course to one
of energy and decision?

_________,,_________

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At last have received something
from chum about war matters—
two papers last night, Advertizers, and
a letter this morning. Drummond is
doing everything he can for me, chum [?]
is active. My classmates are waking
up to the subject.
This afternoon have answered
chum’s note. This forenoon went
out foraging—got five hens for 50¢
three quarts blackberries for 15¢.
_________,,_________

Pope has got to Gordansville
Today’s Herald published some of his
orders—a little better style than the
first one. Rebels profess to fear him.
_________,,_________

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July 1862
23
Harrison Landing

T’is currently reported now
that Pope’s command has not reached
Gordansville. If this be true what a gross
imposition has been practiced on the people.
Wrote copy of General’s letter for
the N.Y. Tribune today, subject the duty
of having these old regiments filled up
with recruits. A good sensible letter.
His other letters have been excellent.
Received a good letter from Rev.
Wm. H. Shailer D.D. this evening – Shall answer
it tomorrow.
_________,,_________
My prospects for a promotion
are not so good as they might be.
So it seems – Very Well – Like Micawbers [?]
for the time being I will consider
myself laboring under a combination
of circumstances over which – unfor-

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23 Contd.
tunately I have no control. And yet
I shall try to wait with patience as
that distinguished individual was always
known to do in his eventful career,
cherishing the fond but flattering assurance
that my condition might “amid the
crash of matter and the crush of worlde”
be much worse and always endeavoring
to maintain that calm and peaceful
frame of mind which would be most
likely to propitiate the kind favors of a
gracious Providence who I am sure will
protect, comfort, and shield me until something
really turns up.
___________,,___________

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Today was appointed
by the General Inspector of some Forage
Caps [?] in the 1st. Brigade.
Attended to the business at
6p.m.
No letter tonight.

25

I should like to be a Quarter
Master in the U.S. Army. I like to
work on accounts—especially where
the system is so perfect as in the
Quarter Master and Commissary
departments.

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Today Genl. Slocum received
notification that by the sickness of
Maj. Genl. Franklin he is placed
temporarily in command of the
Corps.
Last evening received a letter
from father and today I forward him
my reply. Strange that I don’t receive
letters from the rest of my friends.
_________,,_________

Am going to try and get a
leave of absence now.

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Last evening I received
two communications from home
onefrom [sic] Uncle Samuel and one
from Mr. Coffin.
_________,,_________

Am spending my time very
pleasantly in reading and studying
“De Harts Military Law.” It is an
excellent work on the subject of
Military Jurisprudence and quite
indispensible to one who would
know the customs and practices
of our military courts.
Have also been studying a
very popular work on “military”
in which I find an excellent
account of the battle of Waterloo.
_________,,_________

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This morning before breakfast
I went out to the pickets for corn –
Toward noon I received intelligence
that six rebel vessels were sent down
the river to attack us and that a
combined movement against us was
anticipated. Informed Col. Matheson—
Corps officer of the day. Rode two
hours before finding him.
_________,,_________
p.m.
No demonstration yet.
Letter from “L” last night.

Sturtevant and Gwindon [?] went
home on leave of absence this
morning.
_________,,_________

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30 Contd.
Harrison Landing

Am studying the battle of
Waterloo. Have copied three maps showing
the plan of the battle, the movements
during the previous few days and the
position of forces at first and last
attacks. Am also looking up
Iomini’s conrrts comments in
his last work scattered all along
through it, on the great battle.
I would like to read his
work on Waterloo exclusively. I believe
there is one somewhere.
Have copied from the Army register
names of officers appointed from
Maine—Grover, Howe, Keyes, Williams
and Prince are all Generals in
Volunteer Service.

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Last evening the Genl., Capt. Rodgers,
Lt. Wead and myself had an interesting
conversation in the course of which
he spoke of going home when Franklin
returned, and taking W. and myself with
him. Very good! We talked about
school—keeping and our varied experiences
in that service.
_________,,_________
Am going to be caterer for
the mess while Capt. Sturtevant is
gone—commencing today.
_________,,_________
Invited Mr. Tracy to make a
stop with us, and I expect him
to dinner today.
_________,,_________

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Grand celebration this afternoon
and evening at our head quarters
over the promotion of Gen. Slocum.
½ a hogshead of liquor used up.
Such is military custom. Will
it ever be changed?

6

Our Arbor [?] in front of the
tents is beautiful.

7

N.J. prisoners returned
from Richmond. President
calls for a draft of 300,000
more troops.
Letter from home.

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13th

For the past few days I have
been acting Ordinance officer of the
Division and very busy.
Today I was to graduate
with my class at Waterville.
But they will have to go through
with it without me now. No
matter, God permitting, I will one
of these days resume my studies
again.
_________,,_________

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13
Harrison’s Landing
Col. Simpson and other officers
returned from Richmond today. He
is looking rough. The story of their
capture is quite interesting. He
is Major of Topog. Eng. in reg. serv. [?] +
Entering it in 1832.
_________,,_________
The Army is on the eve of
a movement; but in what direction
it is doubtful. Everything that
is likely to be an encumbrance
has been placed on shipboard. Beige
trains, reserve artillery, ammunitions,
quarter master and commissary stores
together with all the sick of the Army
have debarked, or rather embarked.
_________,,_________
Pope has had a fight and held
his ground in the vicinity of Culpepper.
_________,,_________

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August 1862
13
Harrison’s Landing
Wrote L. today. Must be
great disappointment to her, because she
could not go to commencement exercises
am real sorry. But such is destiny.
_________,,_________

15

Last evening the grand move-
ment commenced. Trains have been
going continually ever since. Porter’s
Corps goes straight to Fortress Munroe.
Heintzleman, Keyes + Sumner take
position on the left with Pleasonton [?]
Averhill and horse batteries—to cover
the movement. Franklin follows
Porter.
_________,,_________

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August
15
Harrison’s Landing
5p.m.
Not off yet. We struck
tents this morning and have
been waiting all day for a
start.
Have been reading David
Copperfield. What a contemptable [sic]
person Uriah was. Yet the character
is true to life. Agnes is charming
Dora a doll, a plaything.
_________,,_________

Now if the rebels push all their
force up to Gordansville, they
can whip Pope. Will they pursue
us? It is too late or for much
fighting today.
_________,,_________
Am in excellent health.

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not lay quiet, but had to walk
around.
_________,,_________

There are no rations for us.
This morning Humphrey made us
some coffee and Joe found some
potatoes which he fried. Altogether
breakfast quite passable. What
shall we do for our next meal?
No sleep again for us for some time.
_________,,_________

It will be strange indeed if
there is no fighting today.
_________,,_________

No forage for our horses.
_________,,_________

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Our corps began the march
yesterday late in the afternoon.
We reached Charles City C.H.
after dark. Gen. Slocum, Rodgers,
+ myself occupied a room in
one of the buildings. The rest
of the staff elsewhere.
R. woke me up in the
middle of the night to carry
orders. Off at 4½ this morning.
hard march—crossed Chickahominy
late in the afternoon and the longest
and finest Pontoon bridge ever
constructed in America. Length
2200 feet, number of pontoons 98.
Encamped for the night near
the bridge.

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March difficult + arduous.
In charge of lancers to prevent
straggling. The passionate nature
of Gen. S. Encampment within
the rebel lines at Yorktown.
G. + S. returned.

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Started early for Warwick
C.H. Reached there at lunching
time. Obtained some ID paper
curiosities from the registry.
Encamped two miles beyond.

21st

Started early and reached
Newport News about middle of
the afternoon following in rear
with lancers—Whole distance
from Harrison’s Landing 71
miles.

22nd.

Awaiting orders.

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Troops partly embarked last
night. Gen. + Staff took passage
on board of the Monohansett.
Sailed until 10 ok p.m. when we
anchored in the Chesapeake 20
miles from its mouth.

24th Sunday

Got under way early and
arrived at Acquia Creek about
half past ten a.m. Ordered
to go on to Alexandria which
we did arriving there at about
one o’clock p.m.
Everything quiet and sabbath-like.

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We reached here yesterday
and went into position on the
left of Gen. Smith.

30

Received the march today.
Just as we passed Fairfax C.H.
the General sent me forward to obtain
all information possible relative to
the fighting of yesterday the events
of today and our present line of battle.
Could learn nothing of Gen. Butterfield
who with other portions of Gen. Porter’s
corps arrived at Centerville about the
same time as myself. Went to
Pope’s head quarters. No one there.
Afterward saw Gen. Griffin, who could

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tell me nothing. Then road [sic] up to Warrenton
Pike to see for myself. Met Gen. Sturges
and talked with one of his aids but
learned nothing.
After passing Cub Run met a
gentleman who was serving as an
engineer on Gen. McDowell’s staff,
and who told me much that was
interesting.
Rode back to Centerville and
there saw 350 Rebel prisoners near Pope’s
head quarters, good looking men but
poorly clothed. Shortly after met
the division coming up. The orders
were for us to push on up the
Warrenton Pike. The march was
accordingly continued until we
arrived a mile beyond Cub Run.
There our division halted for a
rest.
Gen. Slocum and a few others,

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among them myself, went into a
door yard near by and sat down.
We had not been there five minutes
before our attention was drawn to a
large open space of country on the
left of our position across which
troops seemed to be moving, not in
order but confused and straggling like.
The more carefully we observed the
move it looked like a general
falling back of our troops. And soon
enough it was. Our left had been
turned. In half an hour our army
was pouring down the Warrenton Pike.
Batt’y D went into position on the left
of the Pike supported by our infantry.
The stream poured by for over an hour
and then we fell back in order to
Centerville.
Wolcotts battery and the 2nd Brig.
remained on the further side of Cub

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Run all night. Gen. S. + staff returned to
Centerville with the remainder of the division.
Tried to sleep but couldn’t. Too wet, too
hungry, too tired.

31st

This morning woke early and
enjoyed a fine cup of coffee made
by our orderlies, fine fellows from the
2nd. Regular Cavalry. It began to
rain and because Gen. Newton lost
my poncho I got wet through. No
matter. Soon mounted and rode to
the front with Gen. Slocum. Passed
beyond Cub Run to the battery that
had been in position all night, and
made arrangements to retire to
Centerville. After the battery and
support had crossed the Run, I

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superintended the destruction of the
bridge.
We went into position on the
crest of the hill just this side. While
there I observed the skirmishing of our
Cavalry pickets as they advanced and
it was a beautiful sight. The enemy
retired and I could distinctly see them
as they passed across the road on the
top of the opposite hill. Soon they posted
a gun on the pike and sent a
few shell at us. A battery was got
into position and replied.
Meanwhile we retired to Cen-
terville and the 2nd. Brigade took up
position on the left of the work
occupied by the troops of Gen. Newton.
Visited Gen. Pope’s head quarters. Saw, beside him, Heintzelman and Sumner.
Joe got us some bread, ham,
and coffee.

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Opinion is general that the enemy
have gone round our right flank, and
that it is utter folly for us to remain
here.
Rodgers is sick and has gone to
Washington. I am trying to serve for him.
Gwindon [?] and I are the only ones left with
the General.

September close at hand,
A year of strife finds us further than
we ever were before from the settlement
of this question.

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Communication between here
and Alexandria is probably cut off. Last eve’g
trains were turned back from Fairfax C.H.
by the enemy’s guns probably placed in
the road to Vienna so as to command
Little River Turnpike running through the
town.
A council of war was held and
Pope determined to fight the enemy. If
we move against the foe posted in our
rear we shall have to fight them on
ground such as they may choose to
select for us. Whereas has we moved
toward the Capital thirty six hours ago
we might have selected our own position.
Many think our cause is
lost; but I am still hopeful. Two of the
large party of Civilians from Washington
to attend to the sick are stopping with

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us. One of them I recognized as Mr. French
former editor of the Biddeford Journal. They
have just gone out with a flag of truce
to the battle-field to see the wounded
and the dead.
Mr. Cornwell of the Register’s office
at the Treasury Department is making
himself generally useful in obtaining stuff
for us from the Sanitary Commission.
The day is most beautiful. Not a
gun fired yet. The enemy are probably
pushing their way unmolested towards
Edward’s Ferry and Williamsport with the
intention of crossing into Maryland.

1¾ ok p.m. Ordered to get under arms.

8 ok p.m. Ordered to move following
Gen. Smith’s division, which is now
in the road.
Generals Kearney [Written in margin: and] Stevens killed this
evening.

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Order of March

1. Col. Jackson 2nd Brig.
2. Artillery.
1. Batt’y D
2. 1st Maryland
3. Porter’s
3. Gen. Newton 3rd Brig.

2,,

Arrived to within one mile of
Fairfax C.H. early this morning, and
took position ordered by Gen. Franklin.
Our march last night was terrific.
Never shall I forget those scenes—the
bivouac fire around which we rested.
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4 ok p.m. Ordered to return to Alexandria
and report to Gen. McClellan for duty.
Never was an order received with
more gladness or obeyed with more
alacrity. Platt was delighted and
Williston fairly danced.
Began the march at once Artillery
leading off.
What a race we had back
to Alexandria. The Gen. was determined
to break down my horse, but at the same
time [Written in margins: was] forced to acknowledge his superior
mettle. What John Gilpin sides the poor
Sergeant had! And then the little scene
with Gen. about our passes.

No ham for supper this time
as you love me Capt.

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3,,

Ordered to encamp in the vicinity
of Seminary and did so.
Rodgers has come back.
We now occupy the old head
quarters of Gen. Kearney, who is now
dead; and perhaps the last day of
his life was the proudest. When,
with a few orderlies, he rode along
Centerville Heights on the last afternoon
he ever saw, what a splendid ovation
he received from the troops without
regard to Division or Corps. They rushed
him from all sides and greeted him with
the wildest huzzas.
Three hours after he had
ridden boldly to his death.

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Moved whole division across the
river by the way of Long bridge and en-
camped for the night on Georgetown heights
on the road to Poolesville.
Our march was exceedingly interesting.
It was about dusk when we passed through
“Camp Franklin.” Just before we reached
Fort Albany we heard singing. Could see
only bright camp lights beyond. The music
was suggestive and to my soul inspiring.
“Praise God from whom all blessings flow
Praise him all creatures here below
Praise him above ye heavenly hosts
Praise Father Son and Holy Ghost.”
It was a prayer meeting just breaking
up.
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When we crossed long bridge it was
nearly eight o’k. p.m. Our line of march

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was straight up through the city by
Willard’s Hotel and Gen. McClellan’s residence.
It was one of the most exciting events
of the season to us. Over a year had
passed since the troops entered the city
and now after experiencing the trials
of a severe campaign they had returned
once more to tread its streets.
Column was formed and once
again I beheld that splendid movement
+ those well dressed lines which reminded
me of the time when reviews and
parades were in vogue. The people
in crowds lined the sidewalks and
generously cheered as our brave boys
bearing their riddled colors moved
by.
As each regiment passed the
residence of the Commander in chief
huzzas were given for McClellan.
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6 Contd.
I put the division into camp and
then laid down to sleep with Wilson.

7 Sunday
A wretched sabbath every way to
me. Where am I? My poor sick
starving soul!
Ordered to move about 4 ok p.m.
Reached Rabbit’s tavern in the course of
the evening and encamped for the night.

8,,

Moved on to Rockville starting
starting [sic] at 7 ok a.m. and stopped
for dinner just beyond that town. Obtained
rough map of the Country at the
Telegraph office. Started again at

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8 Contd.
6 ok p.m. and went three miles going
into camp on the right of Gen. Smith’s
division in line of battle.

9,,
Moved at 9 o.k. a.m. Passed through
Darnestown and encamped about a mile
and a half beyond that place in
position, our Division being on the
right of Smith. The 121st N.Y.V. Col.
Franchot was today assigned to Gen.
Slocum and attached to the 2nd. Brigade.
Sent letters this morning to Portland
and Biddeford.

10,,
Arrived at Barnesville after a
long and tedious march, and
went into position fronting Sugar
Loaf Mountain.

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Ordered to move this morning
on the Urbana road. Passed that place
and encamped within a mile of the
Monocacy bridge.
Before we arrived there we
heard that the enemy were drawn up
in line of battle only a short distance
off, and ready to receive us. Concluded
that we would ride to the bridge any
way, and Gen. Slocum declared that
he would “water his horse in the
Monocacy.”
We all reached the Monocacy
without any starting event. The General
expressed a desire to know what name
was given to the little collection of houses
on the opposite bank, and I volunteered
to ride across and see. So taking three
orderlies I started over the bridge. I
found the place was Mill Seat and

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the Buckeystown was a little further on.
Concluded to ride to that place. Did
so, and at the corner of one of the houses
I found a collection of citizens standing
by themselves. Upon inquiring with them about
the rebels one said, “a confederate fired upon
your men not half an hour since from
the very spot where you now stand.
A little startled at this I asked “where
are the confederate pickets now?” “Just
over to that house” said he “pointing to
a building perhaps 200 yards to my
right rear. Immediately sent an orderly
at the fork of the roads to give the
signal if an enemy approached and
went on with my questions. But I
did not stop long. I was soon on
my way home.

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I shall not soon forget the party

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of negroes who cheered us and welcomed
us so heartily as we rode along. The
scene reminded me of another of
the same kind as we rode into Cum-
berland on the Pamunkey. The negroes
then received us with singing and
dancing.