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Civil War Letters

crasha51pan
15 years ago


I have a collection of 54 letters from a John Thompson of the 38th Illionis Volunteers. He had a brother, Joseph who also joined with him. The letters start with a date of Aug. 3 1861 from Camp Butler. The letters speak of his battles, encampments, a few drawings by him of cannons, trees, a hatchet. Some of the letters have letterheads. He writes of battles, hopes for a end of the war, piles of arms and legs on the battlefield, men being tied to wagon wheels and being whipped, cannons being fired over his head filled with canister and grape, his knapsack being shot off. Truly a fascinating account of the war by one man. There are a few letters from his brother who was wounded and sent to a hospital in St. Louis, also from a Capt. White.

Dates on the letters:

Camp Butler Aug. 3 1861

Sept 16 1861

Sept 28 1861

Oct 11 1861 Missouri Mountain

Oct. 28 1861 State of Missouri

Dear father and mother and sisters. I take my pen in hand to inform you that we are both well at present and hope when these few lines comes to hand, they find you all well.Now I will inform you of what has taken place. Last monday, we marched in Fredricks Town nine oclock in the morning. The enemy has left here. We stop there and staid there till about one oclock. We started to follow them and our artillery was before us and they had not gone over a half a mile till the enemy fired their cannon at our men when our cannons opened on them. They soon see's their cannons, our cannon still kept firing an then the roaring of the cannons was almost deafening and the musketts firing on them and they done great.

The battlefield was covered with dead rebels. They retreated from the woods. We run up on their cannon before we knew it and we fired on them and they fired their cannon at us twice and they shot right over our heads.

We killed all the artillery men and they had to cease firing those cannon and we still kept firing on them and they soon retreated and we still followed them and some surrendered and we took some of them prisoners. There was about five hundred of them killed and wounded. There was six of our men killed and about ten or twelve wounded.

Now I will tell you what I do so far. I was in the battle myself and had the cannon balls to whistle around my head. There wasn't nary a man in our redgiment killed or wounded. The battle lasted about four hours. There was about seven thousand of them rebels and about the same of us

The rebels hadn't no arms, they had old shot guns and little squirrel rifles, we had good arms. They had four cannons but we took their cannons away from the rebels. We're the boys that fears no noise.

I am getting fat and hearty. I received your letter. I was glad to hear from you. We are to go to draw our money in a few days. I must bring my letter to a close. Some more at present. I wan you to write as soon as you receive this letter.

Nov 4 1861

Nov 16 1861 Missouri, Iron county. Pilot Knob post office

The letters continue until Feb 21 1864

On January 18, 1864 A letter from Brother Joseph from hospital 601 Bar.1-Nashville, Tenn

Dear father, I once more seat myself down to inform you that I am well. Hope these few line may find you well and doing well. I received your letter and was glad to hear from you.

Well mother, I have bad news to tell you. John is dead. He died December 4. They said he was wounded through the back and through the left arm. I got a letter from John Blair and he said that he got a letter from a man and he said that he knew it was him. I will write to Dave Blair to see all about it. I am mighty sorry to think he is dead. He died in the rebels hands. I think he died in Richmond. I feel so bad that I can't write. I will write and tell you more next time, so I will close for this time.

Joseph Thompson

I wrote for John Thompsons military records and found out he was killed at Chickamauga....At any rate I started to read the first letter and I was hooked, at first his writing was hard to understand but I got the hang of it. Every night after I got home from work I would take a letter and sit in a room by myself and read. Got to tell you, at the end where John died, I shed a tear.

Would like to know as to the value of this set of letters. Thank you for your time

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