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Port Hudson Sunday Morning March 22, 1863
My Darling Julia,
I did think and believe I said that I would not write
again until I received a letter from you, but I have
a chance of sending a letter to Montgomery and will
avail myself of the opportunity. I have not received
a letter from you in almost 2 weeks. I think the 1st
was dated the 2nd. I made up my mind 10 days ago to
do without letters for a while for I thought the Yankeys
would have us cut off, but they only cut us off one
day and we have had regular mails since. I should not
think so strange but the boys have been receiving letters
from Prattville every mail for the past week, some as
late date as the 10th. I am afraid you are sick for
I knew you would have written if you are well Perhaps
the letters have been lost. I will assure you I have
been disappointed in not receiving them. This will make
8 letters that I have sent you this month. I am sending
you the number of letters that I have written. I only
count the envelopes when I put 2 sheets in one envelope.
I only count it as one. I sent you a letter last Tuesday
giving an account of the terrible GunBoat fight here
one week ago this morning. I sent an account of it to
Howell yesterday with permission to publish, thinking
the friends there would like to see a letter from here.
It will be signed P.E.M so you will know who it is from
when you see it. Julia, it was the grandest sight I
ever saw or ever expect to see and if I am here 3 years
it will be impossible to have a better bombardment.
It is impossible to describe it. It would be impossible
for a person not here to form a correct idea of it and
how we all escaped I cannot see. There is no doubt we
killed many of the enemy. I was talking with a prisoner
yesterday that was on the Mississippi, he says we killed
a large number on his Ship, that he walked over the
bodies of 6 men as he left the Ship. We think we killed
quite as many on the Richmond as we did on the Mississippi[1].
Genl. Gardner gave us quite a puff and I think very
justly. I do not believe there was a man or Officer
that flinched. I will not say dodged for I think there
was a good deal of dodging. I know I bobbed my head
a few times. The fleet is laying about 4 miles below
us and have been amusing themselves every evening for
the past week by throwing shells up this way. Until
yesterday they all fell short, and we had concluded
they had no guns that they could reach us with, but
yesterday evening they proved to us that they could
throw their shells as far as they wanted to. 4 of our
Boats were laying at the upper landing just above and
near our Battery. I had carried the Co. out to do a
little work in the battery, when they commenced at the
Boats. The first shell fell just in front of our battery.
I told the boys that was an accidental shot, that they
could not do so well again, when here came another that
passed just over our heads, struck the Ground and exploded
about 100 yards above us. I was not satisfied yet, the
next one exploded nearly over us. I then told the boys
to get in the Ditch tho' they did not need much telling.
They continued sending them over us for about an hour.
The Boats left as soon as possible. When they changed
the direction and turned towards our Camp, one shell
went over my Tent and struck the ground about 20 yards
back. They only threw a few at the Camp and quit for
the day. The shell that fell back of our tent we dug
out. It went slanting into the ground 12 ft. and 6 ft.
deep. It is 16 in. long and 6 ½ in. in diameter.
One fell back of our Camp that did not explode that
was 20 in. long and 8 in. diameter and weighed 153 lbs.
The dirt from one of these yesterday knocked a man and
a mule down but hurt neither. I expect they will disturb
our rest here now all the Spring unless we take our
guns down on a bluff near them and drive them off. If
we had the guns to spare I think we would try it. It
would be a hazardous undertaking, but I believe we could
do it. Genl. Smith (the Chief of heavy Artillery) asked
me yesterday how I would like to go. I told him first
rate, but he told me this morning he did not think he
could do it for he did not have the guns to spare, and
since I have thought more about it I don't believe I
am anxious anyway. Some of the boys came to me last
night and said they were not very anxious to go but
if the Capt. and I would go they were with us, that
they would board the Cisero[2] with the Capt. if he
said so. They think everything of him and I believe
most of them would follow him anywhere if they knew
two thirds of them would be killed. We have got some
that I don't believe know what fear is. So far as I
am concerned I had much rather they would keep their
Iron and lead on their own side of the house. I think
they are very extravagant in throwing so much away.
They will want it for some other use after a while,
and then they might hurt some one after a while if they
keep on with this foolishness. It was certainly their
intention to attack us by land, but they have gone back
and I don't believe they will attack us soon. They were
badly whipped the other night. The scoundrels burnt
a fine dwelling house on the other side of the River
last Tuesday. I did want to fire at them bad but Genl.
Smith would not let us. We will get even with them after
a while. Lt. Jackson, the one that married Miss Lucy
Young, came here last[3]
[1] The Union ship, Mississippi, was destroyed in the
battle, blowing up in an explosion that was felt at
Port Hudson twenty miles away. During the battle, Company
K fired their one gun 32 times. Lieut. Pratt, had immediate
charge of the gun with Sergeants Ellis and Royals as
the gunners and William H. Fay as the ordnance sergeant.
[2] Transcribed as written
[3] End of fragment
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