Wednesday, May 8, 2019

Letter Home

Dear Sally,

It has been a long and treacherous journey, but the war has come to an end.
We marched out of Richmond, I have never felt so embarrassed and pitied before.
As we fall back, we encounter a couple of Union soldiers along our way. We very easily disbanded, losing a fourth or our army. It is humiliating to say, but we had to finally surrender. I accompanied General Lee and we met up with General Grant; tsk! scum! It was no use to fight, we would lose either way. We march to Appomattox where the Union and Confederacy finally made a peace treaty in Wilmer McClean's residence (what a coincidence!). The terms of surrender are the following; we must relinquish all weapons, we must not continue fighting, we could keep out personal items, and finally, we would be given 25,000 ration meals.

Although not everything fell into place for us confederate soldiers, we carry on our pride and respect for the south.

sincerely,
 William

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