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13th New Hampshire Archive

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13th New Hampshire Archive
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Incredible 86 letter lot by Sgt. Stephen B. Tarlton of the 13th New Hampshire Infantry from 1862-65, with detailed descriptions of the Battle of Petersburg, including being wounded on 1 June 1864. Tarlton participated in 22 different Civil War battles from the front lines, including Fredericksburg, Cold Harbor, Petersburg, Drury's Bluff, and many others. Most letter are addressed to Tarlton's Wife, Arianna (Ari) and their son Elmer. A 27 January 1863 letter reads in part: ''…Our Co is very sickley. Out of 98 men, we draw 65 rations and there is 47 of them sick. Only 18 men on duty. It makes it hard for those to do all the duty…'' A 23 April 1863 letter reads in part: ''…We have been in battle ever sence a week ago last Friday. Our Regt has proved themselves to be worth something. This time we have been doing picket duty right in the face and eyes of the Jonny's. We have to lay low, I tell you. I laid in a rifel pit 48 hours and could not get out except at night…We have got this place well fortified. It looks as though it would be imposible for the Rebs to take it. I don't know how many trops there is here, but there is an awfull lot of them. General Longstreet is in command of the Rebel forces at this point…You tell Frank that I have got a girl picked out for him. She is rether dark, but that is the stile out here. There is a splendid little darkey boy out here. I think it would just sute Anna. Thay don't cost any thing. We have more then 20 in our Regt that the boys picked up…'' A 4 May 1863 letter from Muskrat Farm in Suffolk, Virginia reads in part: ''…the one that makes me feel the worst is that of Harrison Foy. He was shot through the body with a musket ball. The ball went in under his right arm and come out under his left arm. He lived about 20 minuits…'' A 7 June 1863 letter reads in part: ''…It is a beautiful country. I should like to live here if it was not for slavery, that kills every thing. The white people here, what is left of them, are an ignorant set of beings…'' A 24 June letter with no year from Yorktown, Virginia reads in part: ''…Gen Dix and Gen Keyes is in advance of us with a large force. General Dix is in command of the forcees in this quarter. He is a sound, sober minded old veteran. That is my opinion… thay brought back 115 prisoners and General Fitshugh Lee and captured something like 80 waggons. Thay brought in 35 of them and burnt the rest…'' A 1 November 1863 letter reads in part: ''…Why in thunder don't thay come out and help end the war and not stop at home untill thay are drafted and then pay 3 or 400 dollars to get out of it and then growl because it lasts so long. Lett it last 6 years or 60, hope it won't end untill thay are all cleaned out…'' A 14 December 1863 letter reads in part: ''…The fellow come into our tent and was blowing about his mustache and thay says if you don't look out you will lose them. Well he kept on a blowing about them, so thay took him down on the floor and cut of his mustach. I never had any thing to do with it. I only held the candle. You know that I would not do any such a thing as that…'' A 28 March 1864 letter reads in part: ''…When I see a man killed by the side of me, I hardly think of it, but when I hear the death of a friend at home, it makes me feel very bad…The Johnny's keep deserting every day. Thay say it averages 15 deserters a day that are reported at Division Head Quarters…'' A 22 April 1864 letter from Yorktown, Virginia reads in part: ''…If they will keep the balls away from me, thay can't kill me by marching, not in the day time. You will feel bad when you get this letter, I am afraid, but you must not, if you can help it…'' A 4 June 1864 letter reads in part: ''...When I was hit, it knocked me senceless on the field, but after I come to my sences, I started forward again and went about a rod and fell. Then the Major ordered me to the rear. Then I thought the rascals would kill me before I could get into the woods. There was a shell exploded under my feet and knocked me pizzell end up, but did not hurt me…'' A 22 June 1864 letter reads in part: ''…The balls are whistling over my head every minute almost. Well, let them shoot. Thay can't hurt us a bit…'' A 4 August 1864 letter reads in part: ''…I saw 8 Rebs that were blown close over to our line, 300 yds or more. I don't know how many Rebs there were in the fort at the time, nor how much artillery. Some say there was 14 pieces. But Ari, the worst of is we got defeated…'' An interesting letter headlined ''...In the woods between Petersburg & Richmond” with no date reads in part: ''…I was lying in a Rebel rifle pit when one of our boys gave me the letter. It was one that we had taken the day before. I had just time to read your letter when the Rebs opened on us with grape and shell and musketry. I tell you if there wasn't some smoke, I don't know. Well we pitched into them like mad men, killing them by hundreds…'' An outstanding collection with unusually good Civil War content.