NP, SMN 6/2A/1863

From the Savannah Morning News
 
June 2, 1863
 
Letter from Mississippi -- News from the 47th Georgia
Camp, 5 Miles from Jackson, Miss.
May 26, 1863
 
Dear Father,
   I promised when I left home to give you an account of our trip to Mississippi, *****.
   On our departure from Savannah, you will remember that there was a large crowd at the {Central (of Georgia) RR} depot, among whom were many ladies of our city, notwithstanding it was a very warm and sultry day. To most of these ladies the regiment feels itself under many obligations for their kindness in bringing and issuing with their own fair hands a bountiful lunch. To them we wish to return our warmest thanks.
   From the time our train left the depot at Savannah until night sat in, the ladies along the road, young and old, showered flowers and farewell billet doux {Fr.: sweet letters} upon us, and many a one shed tears as they bade a hurried farewell, perhaps for the last time, to brothers, fathers and sons. Some had to stand by the road side and see their loved ones pass by, without having even time to bid them good bye. There were many sad hearts on the Central Railroad between Savannah and No. 6, that afternoon; but, although their hearts were sad, their lips gave words of cheer to the poor soldier, urging him in the coming combat to remember them and their native State, to strike a blow for the sunny South, and never disgrace the name of Georgia.
   After night closed upon us, we were most of us soon asleep, accommodating ourselves to the car floor and benches as best as we could. I slept very well until about daylight, but my bed was not one that any one could have envied -- it was a plank about six inches wide.
   We arrived at Macon on the morning of the 20th, about seven o'clock. We remained there only a few minutes. After sending a few sick to the hospital, we continued on our journey.
   On the road from Macon to Columbus {South Western RR} we were met at every depot by the young and fair, who threw us flowers and notes of encouragement.
   In passing some of the plantations we could see in the distance the people waving their handkerchiefs and Confederate flags, and at some plantations little negroes, perched upon the fences, waived their Confederate flags at us.
   We arrived in Columbus, Ga., about 5 o'clock that afternoon. Here we were met by a crowd of citizens, mostly young ladies, who gave us a cordial welcome. We remained in Columbus that night, and took the train the next day, (20th) at about one o'clock. The people of Columbus treated us very kindly. The ladies sent us down a lunch, and expressed their regret that they did not know we were coming, so that they could have given us a dinner or refreshments of some kind. Columbus is a beautiful place, and the people are generous and hospitable.
   On the {Montgomery & West Point RR} road from Columbus to Montgomery, Alabama, we enjoyed ourselves as well as we could expect. We were met on this road also by crowds of ladies, who gave us flowers and notes. The road runs through a beautiful romantic country -- high hills, deep cuts, meandering streams, beautiful valleys, &c. In fact, if we had been in passenger boxes, with some kind of accommodation, it would have been a pleasure trip; as it was, we enjoyed it.
   Arriving at Montgomery, Alabama, at about eight o'clock at night, we did not have a chance to see the city, a they marched us down to the boat as soon as we could get the baggage off the train. We hurried things aboard the boat and left for Selma as soon as possible. Aboard the boat we fared very badly. We were very much crowded, and to say the least of the officers of the boat, (the Taney), they were a very disobliging and unaccommodating set. They had upwards of twenty or thirty bunks vacant, and would not allow any of our officers to occupy them unless they paid them the full fare of the boat, from Montgomery to Selma, four dollars, for which they gave us what they called a berth, the dirtiest place I was ever in -- but one spread on the bed, no sheet, a pillow without a case, and it so dirty that I could not lay my head on it. In the morning they gave us breakfast, which I would have relished very well, if I had known that it was clean, but from what I had seen of the sleeping arrangements, I did not feel much like taking the cooking on trust. I warn our people when they travel over this route and by that boat, if they intend to take a berth, to bring their own bed clothes.
   We arrived at Selma the next morning about nine o'clock. It is a very pretty little place from what I could see of it and I think the people are very clever. We remained there until about three o'clock, when we took the {Alabama & Mississippi Rivers RR} train for Demopolis, where we arrived about one o'clock that night. There are very few houses in the town, which is situated on a very high hill, on the banks of the "Big Tomby," and is quite a romantic looking place. As soon as the boat was loaded, we started for McDowell's Landing, where we arrived early next morning. The scenery on the Big Tomby, as they call it here, is very beautiful. The river runs through a very mountainous country, and in its windings through the hills and valleys, presents some of the most lovely landscapes I have ever seen.
   McDowell's Landing is on a very high bluff, which rises nearly perpendicularly from the river. We remained at McDowell one day and night awaiting transportation, and then had to goby squads, the last of us leaving there day before yesterday. When we got to McDowell, we found out, much to our discomfort, that we would not be allowed to carry any baggage for the companies or officers -- only what they could carry on their backs. Most of the companies only have two or three frying pans to the whole company, and the officers have only what they can carry on their backs. We arrived at Meridian on the night of the 24th, where we remained until yesterday morning. As soon as we arrived we heard that General Lee had Arlington Heights, and that General Johnston was in the rear of the enemy near Vicksburg, which news put our regiment in high glee.
   We arrived here yesterday evening {having used the Southern (of Mississippi) RR}, and reported at Jackson, but for some reason we were ordered to remain where we are for a day or two, as it is impossible for us to join our brigade. General W. H. T. Walker has been promoted to Major General, and Col. C. C. Wilson is in command of his brigade. We will be attached to General Loring's brigade, which is about thirty miles from here.
   *****
   Excuse this, as I write in haste, and seated on the ground.
J.

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