Showing posts with label Ft Hooker. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ft Hooker. Show all posts

Saturday, June 3, 2023

Dr. Seth Rogers to his daughter Dolly, May 15, 1863

May 15.

We get reports from rebel sources that Hooker has got into Richmond, that Stonewall Jackson was killed and Lee taken prisoner. Were all this true you might expect some of us home within a few months, but it is too good to believe.

SOURCE: Proceedings of the Massachusetts Historical Society, Volume 43, October, 1909—June, 1910: February 1910. p. 392

Monday, July 25, 2022

Diary of Private Daniel L. Ambrose: Sunday, September [27], 1863*

Three o'clock this morning the shrill notes are heard; all are now in a bustle and uproar. By day-light the Kansas Seventh reports to Colonel Rowett, and by sun-rise his troopers are again moving on the old Purdy road towards West Tennessee. Nothing of note occurs through the day. We travel about thirty miles and go into camp at Fort Hooker, on the Mobile and Ohio Railroad.
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* Misdated as Sunday, September 28, 1863. September 28th fell on a Monday.

SOURCE: Daniel Leib Ambrose, History of the Seventh Regiment Illinois Volunteer Infantry, p. 193

Sunday, January 23, 2022

Diary of Private Daniel L. Ambrose: Tuesday, June 30, 1863

This morning we take the road for Bethel, but after riding about six miles some Union citizens come riding after us at full speed, and report a company of guerrillas at Montezuma, about four miles from Henderson. The Colonel immediately countermarches the command, and hastens back, and deploys and makes a charge through the town. But no rebels; all have fled. It is now noon. Colonel Rowett divides the command into small squads, and putting them in charge of our guide, Captain Aldridge, they are sent to the rebel houses to get their dinners, and as a matter of course the boys are supplied with the requisite necessaries, though they were furnished with reluctance. After dinner Colonel Rowett proceeds toward Fort Hooker, where we arrive about dark and go into camp. Nothing found to-day. Everything in the shape of an armed rebel flees away into the brush.

SOURCE: Daniel Leib Ambrose, History of the Seventh Regiment Illinois Volunteer Infantry, p. 176