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Monday 5th [January 1863]

Mr. Henry went to Asheville this morning, did not get back till night. Nothing new. We have had a terrible fight at Murfreesboro. Our forces victorious as usual. Nothing else of importance. Bob Henry came here today. He wants whisky very badly. He is one of the prisoners of the 62nd Reg. Mrs. Jaminson & Betsey came this morning. Mrs. Jamison to help me make some jeans harness & Betsey to weave. I think she will get the cloth out tomorrow. There is 14 yds of flannel & 14 yds. of blankets don’t card up as I want them.

Source: Diary of Cornelia Henry in Fear in North Carolina: The Civil War Journal and Letters of the Henry Family. Clinard, Karen L. and Russell, Richard, eds. (Asheville, NC: Reminiscing Books, 2008).

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November 14, 1862

Sue got home from Petersburg on Wednesday & came down to see me today.  She tells me that Bishop Lay is out with a publication signed by twelve other respectable gentlemen in which he says that Gen Mitchel, commanding the Abolitionist at North Alabama, said that the Northern army needed no pay; the possession of the Lands & women of the South was inducement sufficient for them.  It had been used as an inducement to promote volunteering.  It was enough!  What an infamous wretch!  Let his name go down to posterity by the side of Butler’s, & speaking of him, Mayor Monroe of N Orleans has fallen victim to his cruelty in imprisoning him at Ship Island for so long.  He is dead!  How long O Lord!  how long!  Brother has just gone; he tells me that Gen Martin is relieved of his command here by Gen Evans of S C—a good officer, but he likes whisky, in fact drinks very hard.  I wonder if it can be true.  People now-a-days cast about firebrands in the shape of allegations of drunkenness, incapacity, etc., with such recklessness that I hope brother has been mis-informed.  Mr E is at Clarksville now to learn news from below & whether we are to fortify Rainbow Bend, so I will wait for his return for the news.

I write out a list of prices to let us see when peace comes what hardships must have been endured by those who had but little money.

Bacon                                                             75 to 100
Pork                                                                75 to 70
Leather
Coarse cotton cloth                                 75 to $1.00
Wool—per lb—                                            75
Flannel—per yd—n                                $5
Shoes negro—                                          $10 to $18
Ladies Gaiters                                         $15
Spool Cotton—                                        $1.00
Coffee—                                                      $2.75
Sugar—                                                       $1.00
Factory Cotton per block                   $8.50
Flour—per lb—                                        $30
Tea—per lb—                                             $9.00
Boots—per p                                             $30 to $35
Coarse Woolen cloth                             $12
Country homespun                                 $1 to $2 p yd
Fodder Richmond market per cut   2.50
Apple Brandy—per gal—                      $20
Black Alpacca—ordinary—                 $5.00
Salt per bu—(thirty dollars)               $30
Tobacco-ord—                                               
Shuck—Richmond market—                2.25

 

Patrick showed me a side of Leather which he had had tanned, which he told me would have cost him $50 & a small side at that.

Gen Mitchel, the Abolition commander at Port Royal S C, and most of his Staff are dead with a disease that their Doctors cannot tell which it is, Yellow, Billious, Country or Coast fever.  Gen Hunter again in command.

From the West the news is discouraging.  Bragg has campaigned himself out of Kentucky & a storm of abuse follows him.  I append an order from the Yankee Gen at Suffolk which proves that the outrages we hear of are no fiction, marked D.  Mr Smith of Norfolk, our merchant Mr Marsden Smith, his brother tells me brother is kindly allowed by Gen Viele, the Abolitionist in command there, to leave Norfolk if he will give up the whole of his property to the U S, hand in a Schedule, resign all & depart.  “The tender mercies of the wicked are cruel” truly.  A gentleman of Norfolk, name I did not hear, demeaned himself so far as to apply to Gen Viele a short time since to be allowed to punish his maid servant by whipping.  Permission was readily granted with the addition, “but bear in mind that she may apply to me next week to have your wife whipped, in which case it will be my duty to grant it.”  Can one conceive of such an insult?  Can one receive it and live?  God keep me from a sight of them even.

 

Source: Edmondston, Catherine Ann Devereux, 1823-1875, Journal of a Secesh Lady: The Diary of Catherine Ann Devereux Edmondston 1860-1866. Crabtree, Beth G and Patton, James W., (Raleigh, NC: North Carolina Division of Archives and History, 1979). http://nc-historical-publications.stores.yahoo.net/478.html

 

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Antidote for Drunkenness – for the Benefit of Officers

One strong cup of coffee without milk or sugar, and twenty drops of laudanum. Repeat the dose if necessary. Or take one teaspoonful of tincture of lobelia in a tumbler of milk; if taken every ten or fifteen minutes, it will acts as an emetic; taken in longer intervals, say thirty minutes, it will act as an antidote.  The Yankees declared that poisoned liquor was put on the counters ofNew Bernto poison their soldiers. Nobody doubts liquor being poisoned, but it was made of poisons to sell to our own Southern boys; and it is horrifying to think of the liquors now being made down in cellars, of sulphuric acid, strychnine, buckeye, tobacco leaves, coloring matter, and rain water. For this poisoned liquor, the best antidote is an emetic, say lobelia and warm salt and water, and then drink feely of sugared vinegar water.

 

Source: Southern Watchman, June 18, 1862 as found in John Hammond Moore, ed., The Confederate Housewife (Columbia, SC: Summerhouse Press, 1997).

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THE BATTLE OF NEWBERN.—James Sinclair, lately Colonel of the 35th Regiment, N.C.V., takes issue in some important point with the official report of General L. O’B. Branch, concerning the battle of Newbern, and pledges himself to prove, as soon as circumstances permit investigation, “that the battle of Newbern was lost, 1st. by drunkenness, 2d. by incompetency, 3rd. personal lack of courage and presence of mind in the presence of the enemy.—Pet. Express.”

Source: Greensborough Patriot, June 5, 1862 as found in Confederate Newspaper Project

 

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5 miles fromRichmond,Va., May 29th, 1862

My dear Wife

I yesterday received two letters from you, one of April 30th and the other of May 20th, and honey I must say the last left me more sad than I have been for many a day.  It was very evident that you had been very sick and would not only let me know nothing of it at the time, but would not have the confidence in me to write me when you could about it.  You ask me to write or let you know if I should get sick or wounded.  Why do you not set me the example.  Darling here I was making myself believe that my dear wife was well and that it was only the mail, when probably she was dangerously ill.  Darling do you never forgive or retract?  Do you really intend to carry out what you said last summer and not let me know when you get sick.  Honey be more confiding next time under similar circumstances.

My dear how can you have any respect for a man who acts and talks as Joe Williams?  Would you like for me to do as he does.  Refuse to fight but want to make money by the worst calling but one—negro trading—making that curse of man more than curse of wife, whisky.  Fanny, write me no more about such a miserable degraded creature.  Let his name never be mentioned by us to each other only to condemn.  I am sorry that his family pretentions so blind you as to allow you to respect such a man.  I do not write how I like the idea of his being Pamela’s husband.  That is her business, but Pamela will have to come down very much from my opinion of her before she gets low enough to marry such a creature.

We came out last night fully expecting to move on and attack the enemy this morning, but something prevented.  I hope the attack will not be delayed many more hours.  We can whip them without their artillery, but with them the things become more difficult.  My dear, never allow yourself to doubt our ultimate success.  We can never be conquered unless the Laslens and Williamses do it.  The Yankees cannot.  I slept not a wink last night and but very little for the previous 48 hours.  I have felt anything but bright today.  We occasionally have pretty rough times, but generally it is not bad.  We lived very well at Richmond.  I got a bin of nice sweet potatoes from home two days ago.  We are here with only what we brought on our horses and boys.

Your description of the progress of the children is very gratifying.  I am very sorry I did not get your letter asking for powders for Turner until a few minutes before we left yesterday, but I will send them as soon as possible…

… Do not let your father make you despond.  My dear wife one more word about Unionists.  You love me and think I act from a sincere conviction of the justice of my cause and you did approve it.  Here I am not only risking my life in battle but by any of the various camp diseases in a cause which really primarily affects me but little, while they [the Unionists in North Carolina] are giving aid and comfort to the enemy by creating trouble at home, etc. etc. etc.  Now my dear how can you not only treat these people with anything but frigid politeness, but appear to consider a lingering liking for you as desirable.  Erase the apparent harshness of my letter, but I say no more than I am justified in.

May our Father have mercy upon us.  Write me often.  Love to all.

Your devoted Husband

 

Sources: William Hassler, ed., One of Lee’s Best Men: The Civil War Letters of General William Dorsey Pender (Chapel Hill, NC: University of North Carolina Press, 1999). William Dorsey Pender papers, Southern Historical Collection, UNC-Chapel Hill. http://www.lib.unc.edu/mss/inv/p/Pender,William_Dorsey.html

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Manassas Junction, February 22, 1862

Dear Mother,

I did not intend to write before the Captain came back, but as one of our men is going home on a sick furlough I though I would write a few lines to let you know how we are. I expect the Captain is at Richmond at the Inauguration of the President (Jeff Davis), if so he will be here by tomorrow night, and we are all anxiously waiting for his return, each one looking for a letter a box of good things.

The weather is still very bad and there is an incessant rain since morning, the roads are so sloppy and rough that the wagons can hardly get along over them and very frequently we have our wood to carry on our shoulders to keep our fires burning, but nevertheless we are getting along nicely and not much incommoded from the inclemency of the weather.

To-day you will remember is my birthday, seventeen years old. In size I have been a man for sometime, and now I am nearly one in age. I do not feel as boyish as I did when I left home, for here we have to act the man whether we are or not, and it has been quite natural for me to do so. In the service is a splendid place to study human nature, you can very early find out what a man is. This war will be a benefit to me and an injury to others. Some seem to lose all pride for self, and like a brute are governed entirely by their animal passions.  Such persons may be found kneeling at the shrine of Bacchus, to such persons it is decidedly injurious. As for myself, I think it will be beneficial, for I learn to take care of myself, think and act for myself, I now see how much education is needed, and I regret exceedingly not having applied myself more closely when I had the opportunity. If this war closes within the next year I intend to go to school again, and at the shrine of Minerva seek that which I have never obtained.

One Company of the North Carolina Cavalry were taken prisoners the other day. I do not know which company. Was never in better health. Give love to all.

Your loving son,

George.

You must excuse such a disconnected letter for my mind is very much confused. Love to all, Miss Mollie and everybody.

 

Source: Laura Elizabeth Lee, Forget-Me-Nots of the Civil War: A Romance Containing Reminiscences and Original Letters of Two Confederate Soldiers (St. Louis, Missouri: A.R. Fleming Printing Co, 1909).  See also Joel Craig and Sharlene Baker, eds., As You May Never See Us Again: The Civil War Letters of George and Walter Battle, 4th North Carolina Infantry  (Wake Forest, NC: The Scuppernong Press, 2010).

 

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