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Camp near Fredericksburg
Christmas morning
My dear Father
I received your letter of the 22nd. [torn]
today I was very glad indeed to h[torn]
home once more as it was the first [torn]
I had heard from home in nearly 4 mon[torn]
I was very much releived to hear that
all were well at home. I was sorry to hear
that Tom was ill all of the time that he
was at home. I suppose you will have heard
of the great battle of Fredericksburg be-
fore this letter reaches you. The Yankees
sustained the most utter and terrible
defeat, probably that they have experi-
enced during the war. It was the most
glorious victory we have ever gained, our
loss is trifling in comparison with the en-
emy, according to Gen. Lee's report of the
battle our loss was 1800 killed wounded |
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and missing, while that of the enemy
according to their own statement was
15,500, and many of their papers place
it as high as 20,000. Not more than one
half of our forces were engaged
[torn]r brigade did'nt fire a gun. Gen Lee
[torn]d that we had suffered so severely
[torn] Gaines farm, Manassas No 2 and Sharps-
[torn]rg, and that he had called upon us so
[torn]ften in tight places, that we should be
held in reserve. Our regt had 5 or 6 men
wounded by shell, no one was killed.
I think that we will go into winter quarters
soon, as the yankees seem to be disgusted with
their ill success of this winters campaign, &
they are said to be going back to the Pot-
omac, to go into winter quarters.
The yankee scoundrels almost complete-
ly destroyed Fredericksburg, they vented
their malice & spleen in the most wanton
manner, Breaking up and destroying
whatever they could not remove. Nothing
was too pure or sacred for their unbridled
lust. The very churches were pillaged of |
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fall set in.
There is'nt much preparation for Christ-
mas in camp, the boys are in excellent spirits
however, not much doing in the egg-nog line, but
with butter, molasses, sugar, confederated c[torn]
and apples, from the sutler's, and peas[torn]
roast-beef and hot biscuit from our own [torn]
we managed to make out a pretty good [torn]
dinner. I wish I could send some
apples, nice red rosy cheeked fellows to Nel-
lie and Susie, bless their little hearts.
I am going down to see Conway sometime
during the C.X. who is camped about 8 miles
below here near Port Royal. I got a letter
from Aunt Ellen a few days ago, all were
well. I send this letter by private conveyance
and will send some papers with it.
Good bye my dear father, God bless and
preserve you all from every danger. Give
my best love to all, and to Charlie and
Tom whenever you write.
your affectionate boy
A Howard |