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Prisoners of PetersburgPre-visit Lesson
Set: At the end of the lesson, each student:
Civil War soldiers endured many hardships during the Civil War. While soldiers saw a fair amount of fighting during the four years of the war, the majority of their time was spent marching from one place to another or in camp. How did soldiers live? What did they do on a daily basis, when battles were not being fought? How did they keep a positive spirit in the face of a war that would not end? Involvement of the Learners:Read the following excerpt from a soldier's diary:
Excerpts for lesson: "We travelled very slowly, with constant stops and then a few yards gained. Everyone was very
sleepy, the heat of the previous day seeming to have taken all the vigour out of man and beast. My own
men kept up, for unless with their battery they have no chance for any breakfast; but after every little halt
more or less of the infantry were left asleep on the roadside. The provost guard which was immediately in my front
could do but very little towards getting the stragglers along. Take it altogether, I do not remember ever to have seen
such an amount of sleepiness on the part of both officers and men." "After dinner we marched until 10 o'clock at night, when we formed in line connecting with the 5th Corps, which
is planted squarely across the Danville Railroad. After fooling around a couple of hours, we lay down for the rest of
night. This was a moment of supreme enjoyment for the writer -- and one of wretchedness as well. Was ever a mortal
permitted to endure such tortures as I have suffered today? Quite early in the day my heels were galled to the bone.
The blood dried into my stockings and boots, and when I removed them, the flesh was actually torn from my heel. I thought
I had known suffereing from this cause before, but all previous experiences have been simply skirmishes compared with
the agony of the moment." "...All is quiet now except the usual canonadeing and sharpshooting. For two days we have had no skirmishing on our
line here. The Yanks agreed to quit if our boys were willing and they readily consented and again are at liberty to walk near
the line. The most of them are busily engaged preparing for the winter, which is fast approaching here. Instead of building huts
as formerly, they dig a hole in the ground about 6 feet deep and 10 feet square, put over the top a layer of large logs. On that
a layer of boughs and leaves, and cover the whole with dirt which they pile on till it is shaped like a potatoe hill." We have an old tent stretched in camp, but it leaks badly; still it is some protection and we should be thankful. We are
getting on very well in the way of rations, both for man and horse and if we could be only be quiet here for a month, the horses
would improve much. General H., I understand, says this campaign has been the most active by far of any previous one in this state
and I think he might have added that the victories of the Confederates have been more decisive." "Well this is the 22nd day of our operations before Petersburg. It's 3 days in the trenches and two out, with us, and the out is not much better than the in for we do not move so far to the rear but that the rebs can shell us. I am just as thin as a rail (just the condition for this country) yet in good health and strong as I ever was. I will not be so liable to fevers, or to fatal results severely wounded as if I was fleshy, so that I am very well satisfied with my physical condition. You would be certainly diverted to see me now. I occupy a hold in the ground just long enough for one to lie down in and high enough to set up in, covered with poles and two or three feet of earth to form a protection from pieces of shell. I cannot see that we are gaining much advantage but I suppose Mr. Grant knows what he is about." J.J. Scroggs, 5th U.S.C.T. "...I have before stated that my camp was back of old Blanford church, dug into the slope of the hill. From the camp to the
church was an open, closely grazed field called the "common," sloping down towards the camp...My fly was pitched in a dugout about
ten feet wide dug back into the hill to a perpendicular wall about eight feet high...One night a working party was to be sent out
to start a mine in an exposed place and the officers who were to go with it, four or five in number, were sitting around a table
in my tent, examining a plan of the work I had made and was explaining to them. We were all intently engaged on this when we hear
approaching through the still night air what sounded like a railroad express train. We all knew what it was. It was the long-expected
three-hundred-pounder; but no one spoke, all pretending unawareness, and I went on with my explanation... Presently the sound came from right
over our heads, apparently, and increased to a terrific roar, becoming louder and louder every second and I was sure it was going to fall right
on my table. In spite of all I could do I felt my hand on the plan in which I held my pencil begin to shake..." It was not always easy to be a soldier whether you were on the march, in camp, or in the trenches. Many soldiers simply wanted to be home as the siege dragged into months.
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