December 2021

“Some malicious representations have been made in camp, today, as to the condition of my hospital, and as to my proper disposal of its funds.”–Journal of Surgeon Alfred L. Castleman.

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Journal of Surgeon Alfred L Castleman.

17th –This is the anniversary of my advent to this noisy, scheming world of vanity and trouble. What wonderful changes have taken place on this continent, in the life time of a little man like me. I will not attempt to write them here; the changes in myself, are sufficient to keep me constantly in [...]

Jane Stuart Woolsey writes to Georgeanna and Eliza, her two sisters volunteering in D.C. about: Mason and Slidell.—Burning of Charleston.—War with England?

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Woolsey family letters during the War for the Union

December ‘61. Dear Girls: “We are in the midst of stirring times,” as the newspapers say–or rather, stirring times are in our midst, as well as all around us. I am prepared to be astonished at nothing, and to regard all events with stoicism bordering on a fiendish glee. New York was sizzling on Monday [...]

“…I guess all heaved a sigh of relief in the thought that there would be no fighting today.”–Alexander G. Downing.

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Diary of Alexander G. Downing; Company E, Eleventh Iowa Infantry

Sunday, 15th–We landed at the little town of Providence, Missouri, about sunup and experienced our first day’s march after the “secesh.” It was a delightful day. The few belated grasshoppers and crickets which escaped the cold spells were singing their farewell songs. We were all awake and keyed to the highest pitch, felt prepared to [...]

“I think most of our volunteers will quit the service when their year expires…,”–Letters from Elisha Franklin Paxton.

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Elisha Franklin Paxton – Letters from camp and field while an officer in the Confederate Army

Winchester, December 15, 1861. Life in camp is generally dull with me, and I feel especially dull to-day. I have sometimes had a job, such as road-making at Centreville or my late excursion to the Potomac, which kept me busy enough; but these only happen now and then, and but for them my life would [...]

Impressions produced in America by the English Press on the affair of the Trent.—William Howard Russell’s Diary.

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My Diary North and South – William Howard Russell

December 15th.–The first echo of the San Jacinto’s guns in England reverberated to the United States, and produced a profound sensation. The people had made up their minds John Bull would acquiesce in the seizure, and not say a word about it; or they affected to think so; and the cry of anger which has [...]

First Government pay as a soldier in the United States service.–Alexander G. Downing.

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Diary of Alexander G. Downing; Company E, Eleventh Iowa Infantry

Thursday, 12th–We received our first month’s pay today. Each man in Company E received pay for twenty-six days of service in the month of October, amounting to $11.25, a little less than a full month’s pay. I received my first Government pay as a soldier in the United States service, getting a ten-dollar gold piece[i] [...]

“The weather is already cold enough to make it uncomfortable in tents and such conveniences as we are able to provide.”–Letters from Elisha Franklin Paxton.

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Elisha Franklin Paxton – Letters from camp and field while an officer in the Confederate Army

Winchester, December 12, 1861. Last Monday night I returned to our camp here, where I had the pleasure of reading the letters of Mary and Helen informing me that your troubles were all over, that we had another little boy in the crib, and that his mamma, as Mary happily expressed it, “Was doing as [...]

A Dutch-American Crimean acquaintance.—The American Lawyers on the Trent affair.—Mr. Sumner.—McClellan’s Army.—William Howard Russell’s Diary.

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My Diary North and South – William Howard Russell

December 12th.–A big-bearded, spectacled, moustachioed, spurred, and booted officer threw himself on my bed this morning ere I was awake. “Russell, my dear friend, here you are at last; what ages have passed since we met!” I sat up and gazed at my friend. “Bohlen! don’t you remember Bohlen, and our rides in Turkey, our [...]