Couldn’t find a lot going on during the American Civil War on February 22, 1863, so I thought I’d post an excerpt from a letter sent from a war-weary Georgia soldier to his wife 150 years ago today.
“…We have had more snow, snow. I am as tired of snow and mud and long to see the beautiful spring and summer and if we can’t have peace I want to hear the cannon roar again. One gets so tired of lying here in camps and never hearing anything but the same old thing, ‘Fall into roll call,’ “Prepare for inspection,’ ‘Form in third relief’ and the old drum that is most always rattling and it makes one want to get off into the desert of Arabia where they never would hear the roar of camps any more. But the soldier always looks forward to the time (alas few of them ever see it) when they will get home to where the laurels that they have so nobly won through danger and hardships not a few. Oh Molly, how the soldiers thinks every sun that rises he knows that he is one day nearer his home or his grave. Oh peace, one of the greatest blessings of this world. …”
Source: Ronald H. Moseley (ed.), The Stilwell Letters: A Georgian in Longstreet’s Corps. Army of Northern Virginia (Macon: Mercer University Press, 2002), pp. 115-116.
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