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,