I received this letter as a gift and I have two questions you may be able to help me with:
1. Was it common for writers at this time to not sign their names to letters?
2. What is the meaning (do you think) of the final comment – “the stars and stripes wave over Sumter”?
Thanks for any assistance you can offer:
Rob Stevenson
Chesapeake Volunteer Guard
Spelling is left unaltered
ENVELOPE addressed to Mr. James Phillips
Foster, R.I.
(then a space and) MountVernon (and what looks like Va – but it is difficult to read)
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Manor Hill, Nov. 12, 1861
Old Friend,
I take my pen in hand to answer yours which I received in the Aut. Season, very glad to hear from you. My health is somewhat better than it has been. James, I do not know what to write to you. I wish I could be home. I could spin you some long yarns.
I guess I will tell you about the inspection we had last Saturday. To commence the program we had one of our old Virginia cold rainstorms and I tell you when it rains here, it rains in earnest and the clay mud is about ankle deep in about one-half hour after it commences to rain. Such was the day when 30,000 men of us were
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ordered into the field to be reviewed by our Noble Gen. McClellan, and he was there, he and staff. I thought as he sat on his noble horse watching the troops as they passed by, I would love to have you there to see him and the thirty thousand men. We see no such training to home
We had a sham fight according to his orders. He planned a battle and we went in our little battery playing its part. Raining, oh grief, you ought to have seen it rain, every man wet to his hide, and if there was no wailing, there was chattering of teeth, for we were very cold.
But we had something to cheer us up when we got back to Camp, and that was to see our Paymaster who
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paid us two months pay. But we got ourselves dried before we went to bed. Big old Virginia fence rails build large fires. I am sorry, I hope we shall move soon, for the rails have most played out in this part of the land.
Well, here I am wandering into some foolishness. Is a man has not got common sense he cannot write no more than some foolish mess, so you must excuse me for the present. Tell Jane I am going to write her a letter when you are not thinking.
Good bye, Old Friend,
Look for me in about 6 months. Write soon.
The Shwe. Lee Place
Oh, James, the stars and stripes wave over Sumter.
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Direct your letters to
4 Battery C.R.I. Volingteers
Washington, D.C.
Leave off the Camp Sprague
1. Was it common for writers at this time to not sign their names to letters?
2. What is the meaning (do you think) of the final comment – “the stars and stripes wave over Sumter”?
Thanks for any assistance you can offer:
Rob Stevenson
Chesapeake Volunteer Guard
Spelling is left unaltered
ENVELOPE addressed to Mr. James Phillips
Foster, R.I.
(then a space and) MountVernon (and what looks like Va – but it is difficult to read)
PAGE 1
Manor Hill, Nov. 12, 1861
Old Friend,
I take my pen in hand to answer yours which I received in the Aut. Season, very glad to hear from you. My health is somewhat better than it has been. James, I do not know what to write to you. I wish I could be home. I could spin you some long yarns.
I guess I will tell you about the inspection we had last Saturday. To commence the program we had one of our old Virginia cold rainstorms and I tell you when it rains here, it rains in earnest and the clay mud is about ankle deep in about one-half hour after it commences to rain. Such was the day when 30,000 men of us were
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ordered into the field to be reviewed by our Noble Gen. McClellan, and he was there, he and staff. I thought as he sat on his noble horse watching the troops as they passed by, I would love to have you there to see him and the thirty thousand men. We see no such training to home
We had a sham fight according to his orders. He planned a battle and we went in our little battery playing its part. Raining, oh grief, you ought to have seen it rain, every man wet to his hide, and if there was no wailing, there was chattering of teeth, for we were very cold.
But we had something to cheer us up when we got back to Camp, and that was to see our Paymaster who
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paid us two months pay. But we got ourselves dried before we went to bed. Big old Virginia fence rails build large fires. I am sorry, I hope we shall move soon, for the rails have most played out in this part of the land.
Well, here I am wandering into some foolishness. Is a man has not got common sense he cannot write no more than some foolish mess, so you must excuse me for the present. Tell Jane I am going to write her a letter when you are not thinking.
Good bye, Old Friend,
Look for me in about 6 months. Write soon.
The Shwe. Lee Place
Oh, James, the stars and stripes wave over Sumter.
PAGE 4
Direct your letters to
4 Battery C.R.I. Volingteers
Washington, D.C.
Leave off the Camp Sprague
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