Ten miles south of Sevastopol,  November 29, 1864.  All day in an awful pine forest, hardly broken by fence or clearing. I never saw such a ...

MR. EDITOR — I regret that the former account I was sent of your labors of our excellent brothers Thompson and Phelps, was so meager a stat...

Guard said that orders were not to talk with any of the prisoners, and above all not to let us get hold of any newspapers. No citizens are ...

My chattel Joe, “ adscriptus mihi domino ” awoke me to a bath of Mississippi water with huge lumps of ice in it, to which he recommended a...

The smart negro who waited on me this morning spoke English, I asked him if he knew how to read and write. — “We must not do that, sir.” “W...

Arrived at Opalousas. This was the third capitol the rebels had made for this state since the rebellion. We expected to catch some of their...

At five o'clock this morning, having been awakened an hour earlier by a wonderful chorus of riotous mocking-birds, my old negro attenda...

I hardly know how these last days have passed. I have an indistinct recollection of rides in cane-wagons to the most distant field, coming ...

O what a glorious time we had yesterday! First, there were those two gentlemen to be entertained all day, which was rather a stretch, I con...