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.


                                                                               Sincerely,
                                                                           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.

1863

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