Following the American Civil War Sesquicentennial with day by day writings of the time, currently 1863.

Monday, June 11, 2012

Wednesday, 11th—I was on guard today at General Todd’s headquarters. The weather is very hot. The teams all went to the river for provisions. We are establishing a good camp at this place. We raised our wedge tents up from the ground and built bunks for our beds instead of lying down on the ground.[1]


[1] This was the first time that we built bunks for our beds, raised up from the ground.—A. G. D.

June 11th.

Last evening mother and Miriam went to the Arsenal to see if they would be allowed to do anything for the prisoners. General Williams received them, and fascinated Miriam by his manner, as usual. Poor Miriam is always being fascinated, according to her own account. He sent for little Nathan Castle and Willie Garig, and left them alone in the room with them, showing his confidence and delicacy by walking away. The poor young men were very grateful to be remembered; one had his eyes too full of tears to speak. Mr. Garig told Miriam that when the story of her refusing the escort was told in camp, the woods rang with shouts of “Three cheers for Miss Morgan!” They said they were treated very well, and had no want, except clean clothes, and to let their mothers know they were well and content.

I have been hard at work mending three or four suits of the boys’ clothing for those poor young men. Some needed thread and needle very much, but it was the best we could do. So I packed them all up — not forgetting a row of pins — and sent Tiche off with the bundle, perched real Congo fashion on her many-colored head-handkerchief, which was tied in the most superb Creole style in honor of the occasion.

June 11 — To-day we recrossed the Blue Ridge, and are camped this evening two miles east of Weyer’s Cave. We passed General Jackson’s army to-day, still camped all along the road high up on both sides of the mountain.

11th. Moved camp nearer the river on the edge of the woods on account of water. Issued rations to eight companies. Rather tired at night. Went fishing after supper with Major and Brownell. Caught no fish, pleasant time.

Written from the Sea islands of South Carolina.

[Diary] June 11.

We four girls rode to “Mary Jenkins,”[1] where the children screamed and ran to hide at the sight of white faces. Dr. Hering sent a consignment of looking-glasses for distribution, and Mr. Hastings a number of bags of salt, etc., etc.


[1] Plantation.

June 11th. The regiment was relieved to-day from fatigue duty, and retired to a position out of range of the enemy’s guns, in the second line; our tents (officers’) came up, too, and for the first time in twelve days we have shelter from the weather; we have laid out night and day in rubber coats, never undressing, and without any protection whatever, other than our rubber blankets. G ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲  and B ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ . left the regiment to-day, their resignations having been accepted on account of their conduct in the late battle. Nobody seemed to sympathize with them, but I felt sorry, particularly for B ̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ . Last night an alarm was sounded, and in accordance with standing orders we rushed to the color line, fell in, and stood under arms half an hour; about 1 P. M. there was a total eclipse of the moon, which we had the pleasure of observing from the color line. The daily routine now is not particularly interesting. Officers and men are always armed and equipped, never removing their belts. At three this morning I got up and routed out the company officers, then formed the regiment on the color line, where we remained for two hours. No drums, bugles, or bands are allowed to play, so we are obliged to go amongst the men to wake them up, and give the orders; an adjutant’s duty just now is more arduous than ornamental. Many reports of possible movements, but nothing intelligent. McClellan seems to be afraid.

Fair Oaks, Va., vicinity. Quarles house, where many dead were buried.

Title: Fair Oaks, Va., vicinity. Quarles house, where many dead were buried.

June 1862

Photographer: George N. Barnard

Photograph from the main eastern theater of war, the Peninsular Campaign

Civil War glass negative collection.  Library of Congress Prints and Photographs Division Washington, D.C. 20540 USA

Record page for this image: http://www.loc.gov/pictures/item/cwp2003000071/PP/

June 11th, 1862.—A letter from Sister Mag; the trip was a safe one and much pleasanter than she had anticipated; Grandpa and Grandma well and glad to see them; Eddie loved Grandpa right away and wants to follow him everywhere he goes. Now for the best part; Brother Amos is safe and sound. I had a letter from Cousin Joe in the same mail. He was almost broken-hearted when Cousin Sallie would not let him volunteer at the first when his schoolmates did, but Cousin Sallie told him he was all she had in the world, his father was dead; he did not have to go until he was eighteen and she wanted him to go to Chapel Hill, study as hard as he cound until the week before his eighteenth birthday and then come home and join the army. He did not want to do this but he has always been a most devoted son and he yielded his wishes to hers. He is coming back now to join Colonel Scott’s Battalion and he is happy.

June 11.—This day about noon, near Montgomery, Owen County, Kentucky, a severe skirmish took place between a large party of bushwackers and the Union forces under Captain Nicklin, consisting of a portion of the Thirteenth Indiana light artillery, and a squad of Captain Blood’s Provost-Guard, (mounted.) In the skirmish a sergeant of the cavalry, and a private of artillery, were killed. The loss on the part of the bushwhackers was not ascertained; but twenty-five of them were captured and carried to Louisville. The point at which the skirmish occurred was in a thick clump of brush and bushes, through which the cavalry could not force their horses. After the fight was over, an examination of the ground showed that the bushwackers were badly cut up. The ground was in many places covered with blood, and tracks were visible of bodies drawn off.—Louisville Democrat.

—A Flag of truce was received at Batesville, Arkansas, the headquarters of General Curtis, bearing a letter from General Hindman of the rebel army, threatening to hang every Federal officer and soldier who might fall into his hands, in case General Curtis should hang certain persons in his hands as outlaws. General Curtis replied immediately, disclaiming any intention of hanging.—Specie payment was resumed by the New-Orleans Bank of America.—N.O. True Delta, June 11.

—A Rebel battery of four guns was this day captured at James Island, S. C, by two regiments of Union troops.—The schooner Princeton was captured by the United States steamer Susquehanna.