National fast by proclamation of the President. Ohurch service 3 P. M., by Chaplain Davis. Delivers a fine sermon, which is attentively lis...

The first death in our regiment occurred this morning. John Shepard of Company B died of typhoid fever. His remains will be sent to his hom...

We have nothing further from Charleston, to-day, except that the enemy is not yet in possession of Sumter. Mr. Seddon, Secretary of War...

Sent word to Battese by a convalescent who is being sent to the large prison, that I am getting well. Would like to see him. Am feeling be...

Norwich , Sept. 10th, 1862. Dear Horace: I received your letter on Sunday morning. I am satisfied that you will manage the business i...

Headquarters 1st Division, 9th Army Corps, Meridian Hill, Washington, D. C. Sept. 6th, 1862. My dear Mother: Now that our General...

Camp 103d Illinois Infantry, Jackson, Tenn., February 15, 1863. It's 11 o'clock now, so I haven't much time to write. We...

Mrs. Charles Scott, Ardelia Harrington and Cousin Pert have gone to Montpelier. I came by stage to Chelsea and am with Dr. J. H. Jones toni...

Gen. Longstreet lost, it is said, two 32-pounder guns yesterday, with which he was firing on the enemy's gunboats. A force was landed a...

I was aroused early this morning by Major Dillingham, who said the army had moved at daylight. I engaged a hack and went up to camp, but fo...

Have been a little feverish (typhoid) for a day or two; took dose of quinine last night. Arthur came down to-day. He is pretty well. ...

camp Near Harrisonburg , April 29, 1862. I believe I wrote you a short letter since our arrival here. Written in a northeast storm, per...

An exceedingly hot day, which gives bad promise of comfort for the Federal soldiers, who are coming, as the Washington Government asserts, ...

camp Hicks, Near Frederick , December 15, 1861. Another bright, sunny Sunday; the regiment growing in grace, favor, and winter quarters...

Camp Hicks , December 11, 1861, near Frederick. I am building a house this morning. It is well for a young man to get settled in life; ...

A long gap in my journal, because H–– has been ill unto death with typhoid fever, and I nearly broke down from loss of sleep, there being n...

I do not write often now, not for want of something to say, but from a loathing of all I see and hear, and why dwell upon those things? ...

Camp Near Seneca , November 6, 1861. “The war cannot be long. It may be desperate.” This is not prophecy from the closet. It is inspira...

Moved into the house near my tent I am threatened with typhoid. Horrible pain in my head all day. Orders to-night, unfortunately, for us t...

The weather still continues to be warm and pleasant; no wind and not a cloud in sight; have received two letters from Vermont to-night — on...