(1861) Snail Mail to my Wife

(December 1861)

Dearest Millicent,

             It has been nearly two fortnights since my departure at Richmond, and it has been very difficult for us here. Granted, my position as Major has given me privileges to better housing condition and supplies than most of the other soldiers. But nevertheless, war is a scary time for young soldiers, especially new recruits. We lost a few casualties today. A shame it is, and this war has just begun. There was a riot in Baltimore City that led to multiple attacks since we were marching to DC until interrupted by Yankees.

           On the bright note, the Confederacy has had a lovely lunch, thank you. As we fought the Union at Bull Run we noticed a picnic nearby and our soldiers were famished. So, after our victory at Bull Run, we raided the area for our well-deserved reward. I recently heard from another soldier that a man by the name of George McClellan became the new military chief-general for the North. He has an excellent reputation there, known for making some POTATO army or whatever it was. However, he's not my main concern. We are already winning after all and nothing can stop us now!

          On the down note, now we have more tax to worry about than paying for goods. My wages are taxed as well! Think about it, my money given to some filthy, tyrannical government to pay for the North supplies in the war! I am enraged! But there is so need to engage in such a diatribe at this moment. I wish you all in good health, especially my father (I heard he wasn't doing too well.) Tell the children I love them and will be coming home for Christmas.

            With love,
                 
                   George