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33/18/2011 5:53 AM
The Siege of Vicksburg (Arel Peckler Per. 5)
My dearest Jane, I am writing to you now with little hope that this letter shall ever find you. Here in Vicksburg nothing, it seems, comes in or leaves the city, except for my hope and the spirit of those who have perished. The boys of the Army of Mississippi have fought bravely under the command of Lt. General John Pemberton, forcing back the Yankees numerous times. We are positioned within the city of Vicksburg to protect the citizens of this beautiful city. Grant’s armies have shown no compassion for civilians or this town as he bombardes it with artillery fire throughout the night and day from positions on land and on the Mississippi River. Strangely, after a while, the noise, the flashes, and the fury lost their sense of danger. Now, we are trapped inside of the city. Food is in short supply, and it is clear that it is only a matter of time before the city falls into the hands of the Yankees. Most of my friends have already taken ill to dysentery, scurvy, and malaria. My only nourishment are the fond memories of you and our home. With love, John
  
24/22/2010 7:26 PM
Brave Soldiers (Frannie Yee Period 2)
Dear Mother, I hope you are well. Today was the single bloodiest day in American History. There were over 23,000 casualties. So many people have come in terribly wounded. I have needed to cut buckets of limbs off today; it pains me to see everyone so injured because of McClellan’s stupidity. Apparently, one of his soldiers found cigarettes wrapped in Lee’s secret battle plans, but McClellan did nothing for eighteen hours. We could have ended the war already! I swear, he is trying to kill all of our soldiers and making us lose the war. I am trying my best to save everyone. Unfortunately, so many soldiers have already died and many more wounded are coming. I can’t bring myself to think about their loving families at home praying for their brave soldier to come home through this wretched war. I hope Johnny and William are still alive. They are at least under the hands of a more responsible general than McClellan. I so wish this war will end soon, so I won’t have to tend to all of the brave souls who are risking their lives in this treacherous battle. It pains me to look at them so mangled, but everyone is determined to preserve the Union and stop the spread of slavery, no matter how many people die. That makes me so proud. I love you, take care of yourself. Your loving daughter, Laura
  
04/8/2010 10:57 AM
Bull Run Sam Long, per 2
Dear Isabella I’m sitting on the cold ground writing this letter to you. I am very sorry to inform you that a mini ball blew off my arm at the battle of Bull Run. I hope you will still be loyal to me when I get back which will hopefully be soon. Before the battle I thought it was going to be the only battle of the whole war. I figured that our massive army would scare the rebels and just surrender to us. I was very wrong about the whole situation. They came and charged a little bit into the battle. They had these screeching banshee yells. Later on it will be called the rebel yell. It was the most fighting thing I have ever heard. Most of us just ran for our life. I know I did. The south is now in a position to really destroy us for good. They are only 25 miles away from Washington. I sure hope they don’t. This battle is now being called the Great Skedaddle. I find that very disgraceful to us. Anyways I am going to be coming home now because there is no way I can shoot a gun with only one arm. I hope I will see you soon. Your true love, William Chipoltlee
  
04/6/2010 6:44 PM
Tears of Joy, Vicky Wu period 3
Dear my darling Mary I miss you within the deepest depths of my heart. Not a day goes by without me thinking of you. I remember all the moments we have cherished together, and the memories we have created. I do hope that will be able to hold you in my arms very soon. I miss the cotton fields of our farm house, and the peaceful nights swimming in the lake. I cannot express to you the joy I am feeling at this moment. We have won the first battle in the Civil War. The Union soldiers game marching impudent, and presumptuous. We won a victorious battle. We ran the Union soldiers out of town, all hope for a short war is fading. The Union lost 3000 of the soldiers, and we only lost 2000. I am very fortunate that God spared my life. General Johnston arrived in due time with reinforcements. I send my best wishes to Nathan and Roger. I miss you dearly. If I do not see you again, I want you to know how much I love you. Every minute I spend with you brings tears of joy to my eyes. I miss you dearly. With much love, Joseph
  
13/11/2010 2:33 PM
The Battle of Antietam (Kellie Clark Per. 4)
My dearest Ana, This has been the bloodiest day I have ever seen and the bloodiest day in American history so far. The blood curdling screams are still ringing through my ears. I am one of the lucky ones who was not harmed and will live to fight another day. The other 1,546 haven't been as lucky as I, but everyone poured their hearts into the fight. President Lincoln has changed the direction of the war and I fear that the Confederate Army will loose our alliance with England. He created the Emancipation Proclamation and it will end slavery in the southern states if the Union wins. I fear the war will be longer then expected, but I am still fighting for our states rights and will not give up. If I do not return home, please remember that I will always love you and that I died fighting. Fighting for something that I am passionate about. Sincerely, John
  
22/19/2009 8:57 PM
Tired and Weary - Chancellorsville (Katie McGee; 1st Period)

My dearest Emily,

     I send my deepest regards to you and your family, and I hope that all is ell back at home. I am very sorry that I was unable to write sooner, and I hope that I have not become one of your many forgotten memories already. Mr. Lee has kept us constantly on the move, and my feet ache so, I fear that they will fall off. I am afraid that we must wait a bit longer before we can wed, for our chances of winning the war are bleak, I’m grieved to say. I mustn’t abandon my country at this time, for a time more vital there has been not. Our army is short men, for 5,300 had gone home for the holidays, and some are yet to return. At this very moment, I am filled with sorrow that I must tell you General “Stonewall” Jackson (you’ll remember that I told you about him previously) is in a grave state indeed. He seems to have fallen ill with pneumonia, and we all fear that he will not make it through the morning. Major General Lee is beside himself with worry, for it was only yesterday that Mr. Jackson lost his left arm, and to one of our very soldiers, might I add! Chancellorsville was a maddening battle, though I fear that there will be worse. Some say that Chancellorsville was Mr. Lee’s greatest victory, and I daresay that I would be glad if it were. We were outnumbered five to one, and Mr. Lee took a big risk in splitting our army in half. We went around behind the Yankees and found them boiling coffee and playing cards! As their companions were engaged in battle with us, too! We surprised them, all right, though the fighting was still very fierce, and we all had to be aware. 13,000 or our men died or were put out of service on that day, but at the same time, we managed to keep our spirits up, and killed 17,000 of their men. I don’t know how many I killed during that skirmish, but I do know that whatever the number is, it’s too many. The one person that I would have been very glad to see fall would be the Yankee Major General Joseph Hooker. He is such a lowly man, as he drinks so much and goes with every lady he happens upon. He is a disgrace to mankind, but alas, he made it out of the battle alive. It is now that I must take my leave, for Mr. Lee is calling us to order from all that we are doing. He sounds weary, and I fear that we are about to receive very bad news.

                                    Your weary soldier,

                                                James