Letter from Julie Charlton to Thomas J. Charlton dated Dec.28, 1863 Savannah Ga.

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My Own Darling,

I thought I was going have this cloudy day all to my self (?) have such a good opportunity of writing you a long letter. But Mrs. Christian and Mrs. Davis came over just as I had finished washing and dressing the baby and I am afraid I can't have my letter for today's mail. I tried to find some time to write Christmas day or Christmas Eve but could not. You must not think it was because we were so gay and you were neglected. No indeed, you were in my thoughts even more than usual for Christmas is a time when all families like to be united and how we miss the absent ones more than ever when there place is vacant at the Christmas dinner. I walked out the morning of Christmas over to the cemetery with Mrs. Eivens? being unable for so long a time to go out their. I felt as though I could wait no longer and Mrs. Eivens? wanted to carry some flowers to her little boy's grave so we went out about ten O'clock and found it bitter cold. The view was so bleak.I came home with a severe headache but in the afternoon I with Mrs. Eivens? assistance made some wreaths to carry out Christmas morning, a magnolia for dear Willie ?? ivy leaves for my little darling.

By the time we got through it was dark and our gas is so bad it is impossible to do anything at night. Early Christmas morning Papa took me out to the cemetery in the buggy and I cleared out the dead leaves out of all the tablets and then Papa and I raked out all the lot and pruned it.

And I had a beautiful wreath of cedar Japonicas and ivy leaves for my little angel's grave and hung a large wreath on Willie's tablet and put some flowers in the other tablets then went to Your mothers lot cleared our Mr. Hales tablet and made a wreath of cedar Ivy leaves and white Japonicas and put there.. And as we passed by Dr.? grave it was so covered with dead leaves and looked so desolete Papa stopped to clear them off So all of my Christmas morning was spent at the cemetery. Then I had to come home to my baby and help mother with preparations for dinner as your mother and Priss were to dine with us. They stayed until after ten Mr. and Mrs. Christian came over and we gave them our egg nogg but I had not a piece of cake to offer. We could not afford cake this Christmas. But was thankful we had plenty to eat while so many were suffering from hunger. Saturday I had to give Mann* Harriet a holiday and had to mind the baby myself Mrs Christian sent over for me to go there and she would help me mind him so baby and I went over there and spent the day.

Mr. Christian drank your health and we all wished you home with us but none knew how my heart longed for you. I took the baby up to see Mrs Henler? and the old ladies exclamation was "how much he is like his father, he right to be named for him" his eyes I think will be like ? this baby's they are larger and dark blue eyes and to me they are so bright as stars. He begins to laugh and coo and is more comfort to my self than I can teU you of but oh I want you to see him. My happiness can't be perfect without you sharing it. He will be two months next Sunday. I suppose long ? have received the letter announcing his birth and all anxiety on my account is relieved. Thanks to your kindness he is well supplied with clothing. Ml he wants now is a? cap and I may be able to get that.

He is such a good baby.

I have not lost a night's rest with him since his birth. His little cheeks are so plump and rosy he is a perfect picture of health. When he is a little older I want to try and have a picture of him taken to send you. I think it would do you good to see both of us. I never was better in my life and my friends all tell me I am looking

remarkably well. I received your last letter on the 23rd dated Nov. 1 3th. I am sorry you do not receive my letters. I can't see why, as I receive yours regularly every two weeks. And I have written you any quantity of letters, once wrote twice a week and then every week but if you do not get them I feel discouraged about writing. But will continue to write you every week hoping some of my letters may reach you. If they should happen to be very much alike you must not be surprised as I often write you the same things two or three times as one of the letters may be lost I don't believe you have ever received one half of my letters. I feel to a great restrained in writing, thinking my letter may be exposed but I have one consolation I don't think many persons could read them.

Your mother expects to go up the country next wee~ I have written to my friend Mrs. Davis in Atlanta begging her as a favor to take your mother. She can then go up to Marrietta and attend to her business and return to Atlanta. I know if Mrs. Davis will take her, she will be very comfortable their. Priss will then come and stay with us. And I want your mother to come over and spend a few days with us before she goes, so she can be with the baby. She is already devoted to him. Mann Harriet hung up the baby's stocking Christmas eve and he got 20 dollars in it. I told her it was no use to hang it on my rooms for my Santa Clause was far away. I did not even buy a stick of candy. It is selling for? dollars a pound and being inferior at that. Can't you send us a box of good things, Chocolates and confectioneries.

I think we could all appreciate them. Your mother begs you will send some fine chocolate. She says she never tasted anything so nice before. Mrs. Morris says Cpt. Morris has gone to France so I suppose you will see him. Get him to send your packages to Ma? for you to the same person he sends his. Mrs. Morris has received one or two from him that way since he has been in England. When you send me black kids gloves send them 6 3/4 instead of6 They are much smaller than the colonial kids and do not stretch so much. Your mother has been trying for several days and can't get a pair of warm gloves in time. She wants some to travel up the country in. Unless something can be done for our currency I don't know what will become of us. Great many persons are now suffering from want. Persons who have always lived comfortably on the same money they are receiving. An officer's wife told me the other day her husband pay was $50 dollars a month and she had to take in work to give her children enough to eat. You can't get a pair of shoes for less than 50 dollars and a home spun dress for less than 60 or 80 dollars and up and everything else in wearing apparel in proportion. Then flour $100 dollars a barrel becomes $3 dollars a pound and everything else that you need in the same exhorbitant proportions. I sometimes think it is best you were sent to Europe for you could not, with your pay get us much to eat or a shelter for our heads.

It takes all Papa can make to supply his table. Think of buying $40 dollars worth of eggs for our small family and the money you send me enables me to get everything I need. So I don't need anything. I buy my own tea, coffee is too expensive, 12 dollars a pound and I am obligated to have something to drink. But if we can only gain our independence these small trials will be nothing. If our people can only hold out and endure these self denials, if we can only get enough to cloth and feed our armies we ought to be content. I am happy to say we have no ? in the army. They are all cheerful and content there even tho they are enduring hardships hard to believe. I would like to see England sink into the depths of the ocean with Russell ? at the bottom. I am afraid we are never going to have any war vessels. The Paper states that Russia? has bought the

grain mills for the confederates. I am afraid it will be a long time before I can welcome you home again. But I tryto be as cheerful and think as every day passed this time is one day nearer. I hope you will see Cpt. Morris some it will be pleasant for both of you to be together. Mrs. Morris tells me he has been enjoying himself doing much travelling about.

I wish you had the same opportunity of going about as he has. You ought to go as much as you can for you may never have another opportunity.

I wrote you about ? running off to the Yankees since as you have never written anything about it in your letters I don't think you could have received this letter. He has been gone since last July. I hope he will meet the fate he deserves. I don't think he would have gone but his wife went off first and I suppose that induced him to go.

I wrote you also about Horace being wounded at Chickamauga. He is still on his crutches (was wounded in the leg just above the ankle) he thought when he first came home he would be able to return to the army in January but it will be much longer than that before he can return. He can't walk on his foot at all yet' can't put it to the ground. The wound is not healing as well as we could desire it. But Dr. Bullock is attending him and we feel all will be right. "Mae" Bernen? who was wounded some time ago and thought to be mortally wounded is here but is very lame. I don't think he will ever be able to walk without his crutches. He you knew was wounded in the hip. I am afraid we shall have a great many cripples after the war. Those of our men who are left will be cripple but far better so there to be slaves.

I suppose you will hear before this reaches you of the mutiny? occurring? the Negroes at Fort Jackson near New Orleans and the release of this confederate prisoners. I don't know when I have heard of anything so grati~ing. I hope the negroes have found out they are only exchanging good masters for bad ones.

Mother says I must write and tell you we have an immature likeness of you in our little baby and says you must not laugh in fact babies anymore for he looks like he has a ? in each cheek. when we say he is so much like you we of course as much as a baby can be like a grown person. I must now say good bye hoping this letter may reach you. Will trust that you may soon write me about your coming home. Old Mann Peggy came to see me yesterday said she came to by me to write ? to you and says if she ain't hereto see you she hopes you will meet in heaven. Mann Harriet sends her?. Mother and papa send love and accept much love,

yours ever

Julia

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*Mann seems to be a prefix for servants, not sure if it should read Mame??

 

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