Saturday, January 16, 2016

Civil War letter of Edith Hall Lufkin's father, Warren Hall, to her mother Annie

Letter from Warren Hall to Anna Hall

Written in pencil on one piece of paper folded to make four pages, each 7 x 9 ¾ inches
The Battle of Resaca has a page in Wikipedia, but I didn’t find mention (in a quick search) of any skirmishes at Rome.

Head Qtrs 2nd Division A.C. Near Rome, Ga
May 18, 1864 / Wednesday
My own dear Annie Hall,
            I wrote you night of 15th from near Resaca [Georgia, about 43 miles SSE from Chattanooga] and after writing most of my letter—which was a sleepy thing with no sense & the pages all mixed up – I received your love letter of 4th. Two hours after that when we had all gone to sleep – wearied with care & fighting & riding & want of sleep – we were all waked up by hearing firing on the front & jumping into our clothes & mounting in hot haste we dashed down to our lines to brace them up & prepare for the conflict. I believed that the enemy being closely pressed and unable to hold his position had determined to make a night assault carry one centre by a desperate charge & then crash down against one flank from the point of attack south & if possible (& I feared it was) break up our camps & [on?] the 15th & escape with what he could. But it was after all only one of those night fights which frequently precede an evacuation & on the next morning our skirmishers found only skirmishers on their front. Two days of musketing and artillery even though the engagement was only by our light front lines & batteries had riddled their works and their whole position through and through. On 16th [Union] Gen [Jefferson Columbus] Davis received early, orders to move with his division alone upon the right of the whole army & in advance against Rome [Georgia]. We arrived within two miles of Rome last night driving the skirmishers in & getting into position for Battle soon enough to receive and repulse an attack from the Rebel defenders of the Historic City of “Seven (fortified) Hills” and then as night approached we went into position near their works, & waited for daylight to examine our position, and advancing this morning we found them across the Coosa [River] with a battery & Infantry, but Rome deserted & the enemy in retreat.
[A small hand-drawn map of the division’s approach shows the confluence of the Coosa, the Oostanaula and the Etowah Rivers at Rome.]
The rebels no doubt retreat along the Etowah River East toward Kingston to reënforce [Confederate Gen] Jo[seph E.] Johnston & as we are away off on the right of our army we are going to try to rebuild the bridge over the Oostanaula and join our forces that side. We are in a land usually beautiful & rich – still beautiful but rich only in beauty, fields, hills, valleys, meadows, groves, rivers, villas, walks, roses, hedges, a fragrance everywhere – but deserted by its owners, who run as if they did not know that friends or foes they will suffer less loss now & in future by staying at home. There are some Union people who are glad to see us, but Streight & his command were captured near here and treated by the Romans with indignity except by the few Union people and the citizens are said to be afraid of our avenging fury. Poor people! I wish they all knew beforehand how glad we’d be to forgive them -- & would accept kindly the Government which – willing or unwilling – every citizen must finally live under and acknowledge.
            We are isolated here & have no news-dispatches from our main army or [Union General U. S.] Grant. I feel anxious about the affairs of both. So much toward our final [?] peace would be accomplished by our continued success in both departments until Richmond & Atlanta are both taken.
            With the army of the Potomac with Richmond as a base to open communication with us, I think we could form concentrations and combinations which I believe are all we need to make us the victors in a decisive battle which I hope may be over this summer.
            God grant we may have no reverses which would only postpone our final victory & make more expensive sacrifices of blood. Dear Love I do believe in God, and you will thank him as I do in my heart for his continual blessing upon our aims and especially to us in my repeated rescue from danger. We had a sharp fight last night and lost a hundred men in a few minutes. I was near the front. We understand that the Rebels had French’s Div. of Infantry, & two Divisions of Cavalry with which they intended to fight us this morning, but we held our ground in their face, & feeling our imminent danger – with no hope of help if attacked by overwhelming force & during the night they were ordered to retreat & burn the bridges. I think of you ever waking moment, & live for you, & am happy in your assurance of constant love & remembrance & prayers for me, God bless you & keep you in the hollow of his hand dear sweet wife! & save me to return to love and happiness with you. I thought of you dear Annie & remembered our day of days on the 13th, but we were advancing upon Resaca in order of battle on that day, & I could not devote my acts to you, only my silent love & prayers. So write dearest often & send the little souvenir I asked for on 30th also -- & the photographs -- & know & feel that every moment I love you, darling darling

 Warren

Wednesday, January 13, 2016

Civil War correspondence

This is a transcript of a letter from Hamilton Warren Hall to Annie Martin, his fiancee. He was fighting for the Union Army.

Hd Qts. 1st Division 20th A Corps
Murfreesboro, [Tennessee] May 24th 1983

Darling,
After tea this evening I sad down with Captain Sherrer to play a game or two of chess, and when we had played with the usual result of a 'mate each, which makes us equal, he went to his quarters; and in the twinkling of an eye, when I was alone, and the strain was removed from my mind--for the game had been closely contested & the Captain had gained the start early in the game & pressed me rather closely, and finally "mated" me -- I felt an indescribable oppression upon my heart, a loneliness & longing which is unusual to me, and I took a cigar and walked out in the moon-light and under the shade of the oaks -- out to the creek, where I sat down, and watched the fireflies and the signal light -- which waves right & left & front and tells of the state of our front, -- and listened to the sweet melody of distant bands as they played their Goodnight "Tattoo," and all the time I was thinking of you dearest and yearning for your dear presence, and I knew I was sad because I had heard no word from you since the letter of May 10th, and then I thought I'd come home & tell you of all my yearning for you, and that I must hear from you to make me happy, And now I'm going to say "goodnight" and hope that the morning train will bring the news of the fall of Vicksburg -- and -- a letter from dear dear Annie -- And then, I will be happy!

Tenderly
Hamilton