Last Letter of Confederate Officer, MW/KIA at Sunken Road (Long)
- <<Will you make a bargain with me to
tell me your love secrets in return for my own or would I be an
unfair one. You are so young and I so far advanced in years. You
just in the bloom of loves springtime, I in the autumn.>>
Teej and Gerry, thanks for sharing this really neat letter. While all the terrain and marching info was very interesting; I find the everyday conversation even more so. You state he was about 30, he mentions that the person he is corresponding with is "so young"; yet he is willing to tell his secrets to her. If she is just in the bloom of loves springtime - she might be in her late teens or early 20's? I guess she is "so young" to him, but is obviously old enough to possibly have "love secrets".
I think this shows how much these soldiers - though life around them was horrible, survived upon the mundane and everyday occurrences of home.
I can't remember where I read this - it was in one of the 128th letters - but the soldier was complaining that he didn't have many female correspondents. Captain Martin mentions this also.
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- Dear Paula,
Thanks for the comments. As to Captain Marsh's notations about
being in the autumn of life and his female cousin being so young,
from the manner in which he writes it, I am wondering if perhaps
she might be more early to middle teens? IIRC, a girl at 13
became a "young lady" and, depending on society status, was
expected to start acting like one.
I would really love to know the name of the cousin to whom Marsh
sent his last letter. The letter itself is all the more poignant
due to it. I also oft wonder if the cousin did try to eventually
answer his letter only to have it returned to her? Or, did
Marsh's brother possibly write her to inform her of the death of
his brother or cousin?
Yr. Obt. Svt.
G E "Gerry" Mayers
To Be A Virginian, either by birth, marriage, adoption, or even
on one's mother's side, is an introduction to any state in the
Union, a passport to any foreign country, and a benediction from
the Almighty God. --Anonymous
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Sent: Sunday, June 10, 2007 10:03 PM
Subject: [TalkAntietam] Last Letter of Confederate Officer,
MW/KIA at Sunken Road (Long)
> <<Will you make a bargain with me to
> tell me your love secrets in return for my own or would I be an
> unfair one. You are so young and I so far advanced in years.
> just in the bloom of loves springtime, I in the autumn.>>
> Teej and Gerry, thanks for sharing this really neat letter.
> While all the terrain and marching info was very interesting; I
> find the everyday conversation even more so. You state he was
> about 30, he mentions that the person he is corresponding with
> is "so young"; yet he is willing to tell his secrets to her.
> If she is just in the bloom of loves springtime - she might be
> in her late teens or early 20's? I guess she is "so young" to
> him, but is obviously old enough to possibly have "love
> I think this shows how much these soldiers - though life around
> them was horrible, survived upon the mundane and everyday
> occurrences of home.
> I can't remember where I read this - it was in one of the 128th
> letters - but the soldier was complaining that he didn't have
> many female correspondents. Captain Martin mentions this
> Thanks again.
> [Non-text portions of this message have been removed]
- great letter makes you feel part of the story
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From: "G E Mayers" <gerry1952@...>
To: "Talk Antietam" <TalkAntietam@yahoogroups.com>
Sent: Sunday, June 10, 2007 9:32 PM
Subject: [TalkAntietam] Last Letter of Confederate Officer, MW/KIA at Sunken
> Thanks to Teej Smith who kindly transcribed a copy of a letter
> written by Captain William T. Marsh, Company H, Fourth Regiment
> Infantry, North Carolina State Troops, I would like to present
> Marsh's letter for the group to read and discuss.
> A copy of the original letter is on file in the library of the
> Antietam National Battlefield Park; the library is now located in
> the ranchette to one's right as one enters the driveway to the
> Pry House Museum (Mac's HQ during the battle and now a satellite
> site of the National Museum of Civil War Medicine in nearby
> We do not know to whom Marsh was writing, except the addressee
> was female and considerably younger than himself. According to
> some information Teej has, it appears our Captain Marsh was about
> 30 years of age, making him middle aged for the time.
> Captain Marsh, apparently the senior captain by rank in the
> regiment, took over command of the regiment after its commander,
> Col. Bryan Grimes, had to be sent to the rear following the
> fighting at Fox's Gap...suffering from exhaustion and pain in a
> leg from his horse kicking him while he and the regiment crossed
> the Potomac into Maryland as part of G. B. Anderson's North
> Carolina brigade.
> Sadly, this letter below is the last letter Marsh would
> write.....in a characteristic display of bravado, during the
> heavy fighting at the Sunken Road during the Battle of
> Sharpsburg, he mounted the northern embankment of the lane to
> show his contempt for the attacking Federals and was mortally
> wounded in the head, expiring probably instantly.
> I offer it here as it not only talks about the regiment and its
> marches as part of D. H. Hill's division but also gives a quaint
> insight into Marsh himself and his own character. He even
> mentions something about Pennsylvania, so maybe it was not a
> "hidden" secret of the ultimate destination of Lee's Army??
> (Perhaps some food for thought, IMHO.)
> (Letter below my signature for easier snipping for discussion;
> your thoughts and comments welcomed.)
> Yr. Obt. Svt.
> G E "Gerry" Mayers
> To Be A Virginian, either by birth, marriage, adoption, or even
> on one's mother's side, is an introduction to any state in the
> Union, a passport to any foreign country, and a benediction from
> the Almighty God. --Anonymous
> CAPT. W.T. MARSH, 4TH N.C. INFANTRY
> Camp 4th N C S Troops
> Near Potomac River Leesburg
> Sept 4th 1862
> My Dear Cousin,
> Your welcome letter of the 21st reached me a few days since
> whilst we were on a forced march to join the erratic Stonewall
> Jackson, having been forwarded from Richmond. I was glad to hear
> from you as I always am.
> Since I last wrote I have experienced some of the hardest
> marching of the war &c in Summer dust—hard roads—long toilsome
> days marches & scarcity of water and thirst. We have now been
> marching tend days—eight of which without rest except a few hours
> at night. Within the ten days we have march an estimated distance
> of 187 miles. Within the eight successive days of march without a
> day of rest we marched 168 miles—an average of 21 miles per day
> many days upon only one meal per day and some without any. This
> force march was made to unite our forces with those of Jackson
> who was driving the enemy before him from the Rapidan towards
> Warrenton and thence towards Fairfax & Washington. We were unable
> to overtake Jackson & Longstreet before the battles of last
> Saturday and Sunday on Bull Run. We were one day behind and as we
> passed over the fields of strife extending from Gainesville to
> Bull Run for mile we were compelled to witness the awful
> disgusting and revolting spectacle of a battle field the day
> after battle. The bodies of the dead and wounded lay strewn and
> in heaps around us on all sides. So far as I could judge from
> appearances the carnage was greater than in any of the battles
> around Richmond especially of the enemy. I should think there was
> at least twenty dead bodies of the enemy to one of ours. It is
> estimated that their dead and wounded amounted to not less than
> eight thousand. The Second day’s battle was upon the old battle
> ground of the 21st of July 1861. They there again met with a most
> signal rout—we followed them to the fortifications near
> Washington between Alexandria and Arlington Heights. Our Division
> and some others were then dispatched to this point we arrived
> here last night late in the night and are allowed a portion of us
> (Andersons Brigade) to rest and prepare rations to day—to morrow
> we expect to follow into Maryland. A portion of Hills Division
> left us this morning to cross over at Balls Bluff or Edwards
> Ferry. We expect to leave early in the morning—our present course
> for the opposite shore. Perhaps when we get into Maryland we may
> not have facilities of writing or sending letters to our friends
> at home. I therefore embrace this the earliest as well as latest
> opportunity to reply to our letter. From late letters received by
> members of my Company the Yankees have been committing more
> depredations upon the citizens of Beaufort County than
> heretofore. I hear they have taken possession of one of our farms
> and are cultivating the (unclear in copy of copy) with a number
> of runaway negroes and have a lot of troops there to protect
> them. I suppose they will destroy my stock fencing &c If we could
> only get into Pennsylvania I should take pleasure in retaliating.
> You have been misinformed in reference to my reported prospect of
> marriage with Miss Palmer. I have no such intention nor have I
> ever had. Miss Palmer’s whole family was very kind to me when I
> was sick there last fall and again this spring. I am under many
> obligations to them and shall ever entertain a grateful
> remembrance of their many acts of kindness—beyond this I have no
> aspirations. In this disclaimer I am candid and sincere and hope
> you will not doubt me. I am too old to joke upon such a subject
> and care too little for what the public may say to attempt
> concealment. Perhaps I may never marry. I shall certainly never
> marry any one I would be ashamed of even beforehand. So that
> whenever I become engaged if you have curiosity enough to enquire
> I will not deny you the information unless otherwise requested
> and of that—would be candid. Will you make a bargain with me to
> tell me your love secrets in return for my own or would I be an
> unfair one. You are so young and I so far advanced in years. You
> just in the bloom of loves springtime, I in the autumn.
> As I have said we are about to enter Maryland and what opposition
> we may meet I cannot say. If we go to Washington of course we
> shall have much fighting to do. So far a kind protecting
> providence has held me in his hand and shielded me from all
> danger. It may still be my good fortune to be preserved. May be
> the Angel of Death may mark me as a victim. Many of my best
> friends in the army—among them the noblest and most
> patriotic—have fallen. Every part of our land has to mourn the
> loss of some of these—every instance of which tending more and
> more to alienate the two sections of country and render the
> separation more sure and permanent.
> I see by the papers that my friend Maj. Gedtis [not sure of the
> spelling here] of Hertford Co. has been appointed solicitor. I
> suppose he will resign his place in the army. The Maj is so
> [unsure of wording here] a gentleman the 31st Regt will be the
> looser thereby.
> I shall expect to hear from you soon and often as you are my only
> female correspondent except A[rest unclear]. It is cheering and
> refreshing to get a letter from you.
> Give my kind regards to your sisters. Yours sincerely
> W.T. Marsh
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