Friday, May 6, 2016


                          Dear parents,
      My three year enlistment start to expire, General Lee had surrender to the Union. although General Grant has commanded us to salute to him with all of the supplies we had offer. The bad news was that our president got assassinated by this stupid actor John Wilkes Booth. Now we must avenge for Lincoln before I came home. See you at Maine.
                                                                                                     Isaac Long
Dear journal,
I think slavery is horrible. It must be abolished. This makes me angry that slavery still exits. On April 6, the confederates attacked us but we beat them but we won the battle because 8,000 of them surrendered. I really hope when this is all done slavery will be abolished. The confederates should be ashamed of themselves. 
Walter Wigfall

Thursday, May 5, 2016

1865 (another post)

Here is my presentation on the mental effects of war on Civil War soldiers. Check it out.

Mental Effects of War on Civil War Soldiers

1865 blogs

To Journal
Today was another long day of fighting but General Grant says it won't be much longer. We have gotten them surounded and we are moving in. My regiment has gone out and started gathering food and other valuable things that the rebels will be looking for but won't get. I am glad this battle is about to end not only because I am sick, tried, and home sick. It's also because fighting has shown me a part of myself I have never seen before, and I didn't like it. Hopefully by mornings end tomorrow will be on are way home. 

To Journal 
Today General Grant ralled up a few troops but didn't tell us what for until we arrived at a home not to far from are camp. Before we walked in he said they are going to try and reach a compromise. We all looked around at each other like this couldn't be real. We walked inside to see the other general dressed in a nice uniform. They talked aon and on until one of the confederate men wrote what looked to be the agreements. They both signed and everyone cheered. I ran back to camp as happy as could be and immediately wrote home about my arrival soon coming. 

Wednesday, May 4, 2016


My dearest Constance,

It's over. Thank God, it's over. Now I may finally lay down my arms and return home. I look forward to seeing your lovely face, as well as those of all the children. Oh, how I love you all! I shall see you soon. Thank the Lord I survived these terrible four years; it could only have been through divine intervention that I did. Give my love to the children and Father.
I remain, now and forever, your loving husband,
Captain Bruce Stanton

1865 Journal Entry

Dear journal,
     Today is April 15, 1865 and it is a very sad day because yesterday was a death of a very important leader, Abraham Lincoln. The word is spreading fast and apparently he was assassinated last night while he was attending a play at Ford's Theater in the capital around 10:20 p.m. He was watching the play "Our American Cousin" with his wife, Mary and a young couple. Imagine how horrible that would have been to be standing right next to him when he was shot just like his wife had. So today we our now mourning a terrible loss and praying for Abraham Lincoln and the rest of his family, but he will be in a better place now. I really hope that my family is doing well!

Monday, May 2, 2016


                         Dear parents,
             After a year at Gettysburg, the North had alot of problems with people going back home because of their 3 year enlisment. I decided to stay and help with the Yankees win the war. This year in 1864, the war is almost over. Lincoln got re-elected again after beating his rival General McClellan. We marched into Atlanta, one of the major manufactoring citiesc ommanded by William Sherman . We burned everything in the town while other regiment watched as the city.After that, Sherman's Army marched in Savannah, SC. Hopefully the war will be over because I wanted to go back home with you guys.
                                                                                                           Issac Long

Sunday, May 1, 2016

Dear Aunt Margret,

Thank you so much for the basket of food you sent me. That's the only interesting thing that has happened all week. Lately, I have been playing poker so I won't be bored, but i still am. So President Lincoln thinks he found his man. He appointed him to command all the armies in the United States. I don't understand why anyones interested in this stuff, it's so boring. Please keep sending me letters and packages. I hope to come home soon.

Walter Wigfall

1864 Journal Entry

Dear journal,
     Today is March 11, 1864 and yesterday we had just gotten a new general for the Union Army and his name is Ulysses. S Grant. Abraham Lincoln thinks that he could be a really great general and could help strengthen our military and I think so too even though it's only his second day as general. Also he already seems better than our horrible generals from before so that's a good sign. I haven't been able to write a lot lately because they have been working us hard everyday to make sure we are ready for whatever battle comes next. I am actually really happy here because it makes me feel like I am doing something good for the world and for God by standing up for what I believe in and making a difference even if it is small and I know God is watching. Also they found one of my friends that was missing from the last battle and he is doing fine so that is good but disease is spreading around the camp fast so I really hope everyone is going to be okay.

1864 blogs

Dear family,
Thank you for your consers. I am fine you have probably heard by now the distrution that was done in Georgia. I know your thinking about now that I was a part of it but unfortunately I was not.
Paul was though. He told me about how awesome it was. It was like mass destruction. Kicking down fences, taking crops absulotly tearing up southern economy. He told me that one man hid his slave but they found them. How is home? How is rusty? In the next care package please send blankets and another pair of shoes. Have to go to role call.

With much love

To Clarence
Glad to hear everything is ok. Rusty is great but ready for you to come home. Already sent the care package along with your shoes. Home is great your dad broke his arm and can't write another week. Please be safe and prey that this war will stop. Hopefully that March will take away momentum from the Rebs.

Mom and Dad

(Paw print)


December 25, 1864

My deepest apologies for not writing. I have been occupied with a great march through the Confederacy, led by Major General William T. Sherman. I wonder if this sir is a madman. Every Southerner we've come across must surely think so. We have ravaged the land we crossed as a pack of locusts. We ate what we pleased, released every slave we found, and set every plantation aflame. We have left countless rebels behind us with no means left to live. We have positively destroyed their cities and railroad lines and left them helpless. My comrades were quite jocular as we pilfered and plundered, and I attempted to smile with them, but I could not, truly. How could I laugh off the carnage as if it were simply a gigantic joke? We were destroying the lives of countless innocents, and they could only howl with amusement. I have told no one, but I am not entirely sure we did the right thing. My friends have sensed my discomfort and have tried to clear my conscience with talk of how much we have helped the Union and the myriad slaves we have freed, yet I am not convinced. As you alone know, I care not for the slavery debate. I have better things to be concerned with. As for our aid to the Union, was it truly worth it? After all, if we are able to bring the South back into the Union as we hope, we will be responsible for fixing the damage. And this will be no small endeavor; we have demolished much of the South's economy; we have deprived much of its citizens of home and business. So many civilians have been harmed by our actions.

I am sorry to bother you with such negativity, especially at a time which should be joyous. Constance has sent me wonderful gifts, with promises of more when I return. Ah, dearest Constance, how can you be so sure of my arrival home? I am not. I never should have reenlisted in the military; I never would've if not for Constance and Father and their letters telling me of how proud they were I was serving our country and their foolish wishes to join me. I could not let them down then, but I feel I have disappointed them tenfold by participating in Sherman's crazed march.

I must bid you farewell now, dear self. May your Christmas be merrier than mine.
I remain your faithful companion,
Captain Bruce Stanton

Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Dear Aunt Margret,

I am so happy right now, because president Lincoln declared that all slaves in rebellious states are free of dondage. This is a big step in making America great again. Other then this, everything else is boring. Playing poker is getting really old. And the food is so untastful. But it's all worth it in the end, because we need American to abolish slavery and make America and free country. Help everything at home is going well with your nursing.

                                                                           Walter Wigfall

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

A Big Victory on 1863

July 1st, 1863
  Now that I have train for about 2 years, things get really worse. We had to marched all the way to Gettysburg in southern Pennsylvania in the command of General Buford. Greybacks died from all of their bloodshed in Union's land where we attack the Rebs forces, our left flank was collapsing  so we have to retreat where we were regroup at the south of Gettysburg. Also even worst on the battlefield, I got shot in the leg.So I was sent to a random building to get treatment for me. I was thinking that this could be the bloodiest day in my whole entire life.

July 2nd, 1863 (2nd Day at Gettysburg)
After our first day, I was sent back with my regiment at south where Yanks had form like a fish hook under the command of General Maede. We got sent to the Little Round Top along with the Maine regiments. At the hill we kept shooting down at the Rebs, but since we're running out of ammunition, one of the their commander commanded them to fix bayonets so we did it and their plan actually worked. That's a big victory to us. Now we have to secure the Big and the Little Round Top from the Rebs or else our flank will collapsed.

Journal Entry 1863

Dear Journal,
   Today was the last day of the Battle of Gettysburg, and we won!!! I was in the first day of the battle but got injured by falling so nothing too serious and I am healing and will be better by our next battle if I do end up fighting in it. Even though we won it is still a sad day because over 37,000 soldiers are hurt, missing or dead and as of right now I don't know where a few of my friends are so hopefully they aren't dead but I don't know yet. I'll be praying for them and many others who were in the battle and out of the battle but were effected by it. I hope everything is good back at home with my family and all of my neighbors. Also if our house is becoming a hospital then I hope my wife and Mavery are doing what they know is right and are helping the injured soldiers. May god be with everyone especially the ones who need him the most.

1863 blogs

To Journal

June 30, 1863
The most bazaar thing happened today. I was in town gathering supplies and shoes for my regiment when I saw a group of Johnny Rebs. I looked over at my friend Paul and the comrades behind him who all had the same thought in mind. One of them looked over at us, we acted casual and pretended we didn't see them. We waited for awhile until all left but one and we took are chance. Paul garbed him from behind. "What do you know ?!". He acted in complete shock. After awhile of talking to him he knew nothing so we let him go and made a run for camp. When we got back we told are general he praised us for are willingness and are obeisance and then alerted the others. Tomorrow will be gruesome.

To Journal
July 3, 1863
The past 2 day have been unspeakable lots of bloodshed maybe even more then Bull Run. I have been fighting in the far left flank. The air was dense and heavy. Visibility was no better. I remember firing and I was about to reload when I reached in to my cartridge box. I was out of minie balls. I looked around others were having the same problem. Less then a second later I hear the call for combat and followed by bayonets witch is never good. Next was the call for charge. I ran trying not to trip over bodies. I got to a rebel and I hit him with my shock another came at me and I got him with a bayonet.  The air was son dense and hard to breath i almost couldn't even see them cumming at us. They were retreating and we kept pushing forward until we hear the retreat command. We went back to camp felling less like a crowd, and tired of war.


My very dearest Constance,

We have just had a bloody three days
We have lost so many
Words fail me. How can I describe the past three days? Horrific. Blood-soaked. Terrifying. My dear, I thought my heart would stop from terror. I watched my dearest friend, Will Harper, bleed to death in my arms from countless bullet wounds littered across his body. This latest battle in Gettysburg has left both sides with wounds of a most grievous kind.

My regiment traveled to Gettysburg in search of shoes. Ours had been reduced to scraps of leather tied to our feet. We hoped the civilians would aid us. Instead, we encountered a southern regiment. General Buford led us and several other regiments against the rebels, but we were forced back. We managed to hold onto some high ground until the day finished.

The following day, General Meade arranged us in a fish hook formation. The rebels ravaged us, and we ravaged them. The whole battle might have been lost if not for the brave actions of the 20th Maine Infantry. They protected the hills from the Confederates until they ran out of bullets. Then they fixed bayonets and charged down Little Round Top. I could hear their crazed yells from where I was at the top of the hook. They kept the rebels from attacking our back side, saving our skins. We fought until late at night, and tens of thousands of men were casualties of war.

On the third day, General Pickett of the Confederacy struck after we were besieged with artillery fire. Fortunately, all the shots went over our heads, so we were relatively unharmed and ready to fight Pickett's men. They were decimated. General Lee had no choice but to retreat to Virginia.

We have won, but at a horrible cost. Never again will Will Harper and I share a cup of coffee over dinner, never again will we engage in our witty dialogue before roll call... Never again will I have a friend such as he. If I die soon, as soon I likely shall, at least I will have a friend on the other side. Farewell, my wife. I have survived thus far, but I believe I shan't for much longer.
I remain your loving husband,
Captain Bruce Stanton

Thursday, April 21, 2016

1862 blogs

Post card
Hello family back home. I know by now you have heard the news about the battle. Don't worry I am fine except for a couple bumps and bruises but I am still alive.  In camp I have been praised by the others because I found the other sides battle plans in a corn feild. Hopefully we can finish them off tomorrow so we can move on as a country and to free the innocent. My family back home I love you and hope to see you soon. I have been also keeping a journal entry for y'all to read when I get back home.Remember to keep feeding rusty and taking him out to the pond to swim.


Ps send me another care package please. It's helping me and my unit.

To Clarence

Son we thought you were dead because we haven't seen a letter from you in a while.  How are you doing? How is the camp? Anyone giving you problems? I suppose you must be scared from this madness. Do you think you will be home soon? We are so scared for you. Rusty is fine. He has been sleeping in your bed thought we can tell he misses you. Please be save and keep writing home. Love you so much. We can't wait to read your journal.

With all love


Dear aunt Margaret

I just fought in a battle against the confederates. There were two giant ships. We called it "Gladiates of the Sea". It was a two hour battle. It was really boring. None of us really gained any advantages. This was one of the bloodiest battles in U.S. History. Our General "Grant" countinued his success at the battle of Shiloh in central Tennessee. We lost most of our army to a confederate suprise attack. Grant beat the confederates armie under the command of  General Albert Sidney Johnson. I am very bored in this battle. I hope everything's going good at home.

                                                         Sincerely, Walter Wigfall

An awful 1862

                         Dear parents,
                   What an awful year in 1862, we were assigned by the Yanks to go reinforce at Antietam.I fought trying to cross the bridge ,but we retreat from the Rebels.  Our attack commanded by Burnside was a succesful attack I've ever seen. After the battle, General McClellen was fired for not ordering Lincoln's command.Now another objective was assigned, this time it was at Bull Run again. Hopefully I can survive the battle.
                                                                                             Isaac Long

Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Letter to Family 1862

Dear journal,
   Today is March 10, 1862 and yesterday I had a battle against the federates in the sea. No one won because it was a draw for the Union's Monitors (which was who I was with) and the Confederate's Virginia. We were all called "the Gladiators of the Sea". The battle happened off the coast of Hampton Roads, Virginia for about two hours. The ships that were used were called iron clads which after that battle became the more popular ships used instead of wooden ships. It was a very short battle but I'm still glad I finally got to fight instead of staying at the boring camps all day even though it can be fun on holidays or special events. I hope next time the Union will get the win but at least we didn't loose!


This is my movie poster. It's in a slide show. If you're having trouble reading it, the second slide has all the words from the poster to help.

Battle of Antietam Movie Poster

Tuesday, April 12, 2016

Group Post Blog


Group Post 1861 Blogs
Battle of bull run

Life in 1861

                  Dear parents,
                              Now that I'm in the regiment group, I pretty much have alot of work to do such as doing drills and whole bunch of stuff. Today, I heard news about General McClellan being the new army chief.I felt like I wanted to meet him and the Union had some high expectation to him. Also, we were selected to go battle at Bull Run from General McDowell, but when we were here, we thought that it was a total victory for us. So we get some souvenir and leave. After we heard that the Confederate plan to create an evelopment to  destroy the army. Our group decided to retreat to Washington D.C. to protected them from the Confederate.Hopefully I can survived till the war is over.
                                                                                                   Your son,

July 1861

My dearest Constance,

Well, my darling, the Confederate army has come and gone, and we have been thoroughly trounced. I don't know why I am still alive. General McDowell led us to Manassas, and the troops were so sure of our victory, they began to collect souvenirs. Spectators gathered to watch us give the Confederacy a beating, with champagne and picnic baskets at Bull Run Creek. Those civilians received a nasty shock, as did we all. The "Johnny Rebs" broke apart our army, and we fled, the spectators running with us.

The casualties are totaled at 2,896 men. We returned to camp with our tails between our legs, positively thrashed. Men hop around on crutches, missing legs. Piles of limbs are everywhere. I have lost my smallest finger to a bullet. I thought I would receive worse.

I shall likely remain on this Earth for but a short time longer. Farewell, dear Constance. My love for thee shall never die, even if I do.
Your loving husband,
Captain Bruce Stanton

Monday, April 11, 2016

Flash cards 1861 blogs

                  Link to flash cards

Thursday, April 7, 2016

May 1861

My very dearest Constance,

I have been here for but one month, and already I have lived one week beyond my expectations. Do not misunderstand me, beloved wife; I have no wish to die. However, I find it highly unlikely that I should live past tomorrow. I realize it must hurt you to hear this, but would you rather I lied to you? Would you prefer I built up your hopes with optimistic falsehoods, only to have them be crushed when I am slain? I love you, dear Constance, so I cannot and shall not hurt you in such a manner. I have no doubts in your ability to raise the children without me, and I am sure you will be able to continue your life without me.

You write to me speaking of your wishes to join me on the battlefield. You say Father shares this desire. I have never heard of something so ridiculous. If you were here, you would soon be relieved of this absurd fancy. All around me is filth and pestilence. Illness runs rampant through the ranks. We are lucky to find fresh fruit or vegetables, and clean water is almost unheard of. It is no place for a lady, and it is hardly a place for a man.

I am a captain, leading a regiment of abolitionists. All idle conversation within my regiment is on the end of slavery. Throughout the ranks, we are called the "Righteous Radicals". Our name is of little concern to me; I do not expect to live with it long. If this is to be our last correspondence, which it may very well be, I ask that you remember me as I was in my happiest times. Until the end, I shall remain, your loving husband,
Captain Bruce Stanton

Wednesday, April 6, 2016

First blog as a solider

 Dear family,
         They've recruit me in a regiment called the Righteous Radicals. The reason that I join the army was because that you wanted me to join the army for what the South had done to the slaves. I've believed with them that slavery is wrong too. At first, when I came here, I thought that it was going to be really interesting for me to join the Union. Then, it gets really harsher as soilders do military exercise , sweating ,and had a lot of excuses they have. Now I'm in West Point in New York far away from home from Maine. You're just working as a history professor and speaking at the abolitionist rallies.If I survived the war, I'm going back home with you guys and finished college at Bowdoin. I hope I'll see you guys soon.
                                                                                                        Isaac Long

journal entry

To new journal
My name is Clarence Parsons. I am 19 years old ,and I have joined the Righteous Radicals Regiment in the fight to end slavery. I come from a family of 6. 3 brothers, my mom Clara, my dad Charles, and  my dog Rusty. My parents are both writers  and both dispize slavery like my self. I joined because I  feel that slavery is  not only morally wrong but against innocent men, woman, and children. So far since I have been here it's been just set up and training. I just got the measurements done to get my uniform. I will wear it proud like my family's name. I miss my family at home I bet there Preying and sending me another helpful care package a long with a warming letter. Hopefully this war will end fast so I can go back home, and eat my moms good food.


Letter to Family

Dear Emily and Mavery,
      I miss you guys dearly even though I have just left for the army. I am in the group called the Righteous Radicals and they all are fighting for the same beliefs I am: ending slavery, and doing good for God. I hope everything at home is going well and the neighbors aren't being too noisy. We just finished training for the day, and I am very excited and nervous about the first battle that will happen but they are preparing us very well. Other than the training everything else is pretty boring so my favorite part of the day is getting to write these letters and send them home to you guys and reading the bible before bed when I have time. We are about to go eat dinner and I hope your dinner will be better than mine is. I miss you guys and hope to you soon, and tell Daisy I miss her too!
                                                      With love,
                                                   Thomas Ward

Letter to Aunt Margret

Dear Aunt Margret, 

I am currently joining the Righteous Radicals that will be fighting in the civil war. So far here, everything has been boring, but it doesn't matter because slavery is absurd and must be abolished. Thank you Aunt Margret for sending me baskets of food. I will be home as soon as slavery is abolished. I am sorry for leaving you home alone, but I know how strongly you hate slavery. Thank you for the games you sent me last week, because I have been very bored and theses games keep me entertained. 

                                                                       Best regards,