1 10 16 https://omeka.conncoll.edu/files/original/3700f2da4da76ec62d61f2c9d4124721.pdf c8a2b734ffb263cecd22f3db30a541a1 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cornelius Gold Papers Description An account of the resource A collection of correspondence between Cornelius Gold and his family, written between 1862 and 1866. The bulk of the correspondence is from Gold to his mother. There are also several pieces of correspondence to his brother and individual letters to other family members. This collection includes two letters from Romulus Loveridge, a lieutenant in the 3rd US Colored Infantry. The collection also contains a 62 page journal kept by Gold on his voyage from New York to Hong Kong and from Hong Kong to England in 1861-1862. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Gold, Cornelius, B., 1839-1921 Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived <a href="http://collections.conncoll.edu/gold/fa.html">Cornelius Gold Papers</a>, Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives, Connecticut College Subject The topic of the resource United States -- History -- Civil War (1861-1865) -- Sources Text A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text. Text Any textual data included in the document Hilton Head SC March 20, 1864 My dear Mother, I propose to begin this week well, by starting a letter for you on the first day, that the mail may not catch me napping as it did last week. The days is almost gone, it lacks but 20 minutes of the signal for putting out lights, but perhaps before then I may let you part way into this day's doings, and make ready to let myself into blankets. The first sound that broke the stillness of our sabbath morning air, was heavy firing of artillery with two or three volleys of musketry in the direction of Seabrook, a picket station + steamboat landing four or five miles distant and at the entrance of the division stream between our own and the rebel lines. The firing continued for an hour or more, and put us all to our wits ends to know what it meant, though too confident of our position to be rendered at all uneasy by it. The upshot of the matter was this. Five ^small boatloads of rebels approached Seabrook with an evident intention to feel their way "ashore, but found more yankees than they expected in the decimated state of the Union Army since the Florida disaster. Our pickets formed in line and gave them a good raking with musket balls, when they turned right about + made tracks for the other side of Jordan groaning loud enough to satisfy our men with the effect of their fire. A Gun boat then steamed up and shelled the rebels back to a respectful distance. About 6 o'clock this afternoon while writing in the adjutant's tent + listening to the talk of the officers, a message came from the commander of the District for Col. Duryea to repair at once [page 2] to his quarters. He left, expecting a night in the saddle and ordering Col. Meeker in case of a telegram from him, to man every gun on the fortifications + be ready for action. So you see we have a little stir here that seems like a breath if not a "blast of War." But we anticipate nothing serious. The withdrawal of so many troops from Port Royal makes the enemy in our vicinity more daring than usual and from occasional skirmishes with our pickets + picket boats we judge they are feeling our strength a little. Our commanders are cautious as they have reason to be. I have not been to church today. Our chapel (which is only ours by sufferance_ passed into Roman Catholic hands for today,+ our little altar became a table for the Priest of Rome + his "Mass". Mr. Mitchell went there, but could not enter on account of the throng about the door caused however not by the crowd within, but, according to Mr. O'Brien by the too hasty devotion of those first entering, who dropped forthwith upon their knees and blocked the passage so that his Holiness had full half the house to himself, many poor sinners remaining without. There being no church, I took an Independent and walked around my "square", which isn't square at all but oblong + quite shapeless one mile across the plain to where the road issuing between Battery + "nat'ral born" sand knolls, strikes the beach, and another mile back by the water side. There is a remnant of a Wood + a whole swamp left within the entrenchments where by bog jumping + tearing trousers in the thicket one may gather wild blossoms from flowering shrubs. I ventured far enough into the slough to pick a handful of sweet scented blows, white + yellow, brought them home with me, filled a small milk can with water, + for the first time since my sojourn in the south make [page 3] boast of a Bouquet on my table. t is not quite as id some fairer hand than mine had placed it there, but it is right lit pleasant and makes me fonder of my tented home than ever. The little space is full of fragrance like the perfume from a Hyacinth. After dinner, I read a little, wrote a little, took a nap, and some time during the day have taken in several chapters from the Book of Samuel After supper I finished the necessary business writing for the day, and took another two mile walk on the shore. Returning past the General Hospital, I was reminded of a prayer meeting held there this evening, and directed by the sound of a hymn, found my way to where the saints were fathered. It was in the great dining hall, a nucleus of the Hospital Chaplain, three or four ladies + as many officers, and perhaps a hundred "rank + file" gathered in one end, with nearly as many more strung along toward the outer door. Among the last I took my seat, being a latecomer, + an early goes, from necessity. The meeting was very interesting, and it was particularly pleasant to hear the singing had by a full-voiced lady. Generally I much prefer a good male leader but the rarity of the other in these parts makes it valuable. I would not have you think the singing was the chief attraction. It strengthens me to breathe an atmosphere like that, and if anywhere in the world we need to "meet together for prayer" it is just here, where constant contact with Godless men inclines us to forget God. ^Wednes Tuesday March 28. The fat mail bad just staggered into camp on the shoulders of a stout soldier, and pending the distribution I will finish this, that the carrier may not return empty handed. The "Line storm" struck us like a thunderbolt on Monday night, "weeping + wailing [page 4] for 36 hours thereafter. A dismal cold storm it was, but the clearing away this morning before a clear bracing norther is delightful. When I have said my little say to you, I intend a trip for the "benefit of my health," and as big a draught of Oxygen as the Dutchmen take of Pager-bier. For two days past, I have alternately hugged a hot stove + slept in damp blankets till the result is anything but enviable. It makes a fellow feel slightually stiff + top heavy. No real damage done however. The rebels keep up a little irritation along the picket lines, drawing a stray shot from night to night, causing double guard on our side + double vigilance, that is all. A son of the rebel General Finnegan has been recognized on this island, + fired at once by a sentinel. He is lurking about in the capacity of a spy and it is thought the hostile demonstrations maybe with intention of facilitating Finnigan's escape. It is a difficult matter to ferret him out, and about as difficult for him to get out of the scrape himself. If taken we may have the privilege of "hanging a spy". Last evening quite an excitement started into life with a ring from the fire-bell. Post Hd Headquarters were on fire. Fortunately the flame was subdued before reaching the window or the damage would have been serious in such a wild windy night. So you see the light intermittent fever of Hilton Head keeps us from entire stagnation. Here come the precious documents. I must stop short + "read, mark + inwardly digest," the few that pertain to me. The feast is over + it was a feast, though I shall still have room for the dessert in the barrel. Perhaps it may arrive in time to acknowledge by this mail as I will leave my letter open. The handkerchief is welcome. Please thank you "Willis" for the "Palladiums" + "Pictorials." His sister must be a marvellous good ace. Take sure, if he thinks it would give her pleasure to arrange + China leaves. I have no sort of objection, though I supposed the pretty [page 1 -- text vertical] ones all disposed of. But you had better have the names of places + dates with each, asthey give the leaves their principal values. This lastly the way is in reply to Harry. You need not be "surprised" at all at my being "home- sick some times since it does not in the slightest interfere with my contentedness here. It is a very mild form of the disease, comes seldom and then only as a gentle reminder that I have a home to love + be "sick" for if I choose. There hath no tempta tion taken me except such as is common to man." I am no whit less happy than I have been from the first. Your aff. Cornelius Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cornelius Gold, 6th C.V.I., March 20, 1864 Subject The topic of the resource United States--History--Civil War, 1861-1865 United States. Army. Connecticut Infantry Regiment, 6th (1861-1865) Soldiers--Religious life Description An account of the resource Cornelius Gold writes to his mother about Sundays at camp, religious practices, and his exploration of Hilton Head. Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1864-03-20 https://omeka.conncoll.edu/files/original/55425a66399297b1c3002e3a2a7f53bc.pdf a1e2ddd12322983dc17a6e3bc7cd730e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cornelius Gold Papers Description An account of the resource A collection of correspondence between Cornelius Gold and his family, written between 1862 and 1866. The bulk of the correspondence is from Gold to his mother. There are also several pieces of correspondence to his brother and individual letters to other family members. This collection includes two letters from Romulus Loveridge, a lieutenant in the 3rd US Colored Infantry. The collection also contains a 62 page journal kept by Gold on his voyage from New York to Hong Kong and from Hong Kong to England in 1861-1862. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Gold, Cornelius, B., 1839-1921 Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived <a href="http://collections.conncoll.edu/gold/fa.html">Cornelius Gold Papers</a>, Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives, Connecticut College Subject The topic of the resource United States -- History -- Civil War (1861-1865) -- Sources Text A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text. Text Any textual data included in the document Mobile Ala. April 30 1865 My dear Mother I propose a Sunday nap to my self presently, but before taking it will dispatch a note to you. It is not my usual custon to sleep by day, fortunate for me is it, if I secure a reasonable share of sleep by night. The mid-night oil of Saturday is my excuse for sloth to day. I have told you of my last change, but not exactly the manner of it. It was this way. The Anderson on which I was stationed drew too much water to get over the bar, and could only approach within ten miles of the city. When the fleet came up, I was consequently isolated form the boats whose accounts are in my charge, to my great inconvenience + to theirs. One day the doctor (Drummond) of the "Anderson" and I jumped on a little tug in a fit of desperation, and made for Mobile as fast as the young steamboat could carry us. We had a jolly ride of it, and spent the night at the "Battle House" after seeing the city by gas-light. We reached it in time for a stroll in Government Street before dark, the avenue of the place, lined with pleasant houses + fragrant with green trees, roses +honeysuckles. We fairly wallowed in delight that evening, + went wild over the pretty women, real-live beauties that we met in our ramble. Indeed, mother, I do believe in the female persuasion in general, as very necessary desirable half of creation. We men are never [page 2] so conscious of this fact as when brought in sudden contact with the air the gentle creatures breathe, after months of confinement in our wooden cages. I at once became decidedly of opinion that my proper station for the present was in Mobile. Next morning I reported on board the flag-ship, + ref stated my business necessity so forcibly, that Capt. Simpson directed me at once to make such arrangements as I could "for the benefit of the service." Within twenty four hours thereafter, I had selected an office, secured it from the Provost Marshall for my use, and reported all my goods + chattels at the door, the fleet captain allowing me the use of a tug-boat to bring my things from the Anderson. It took five men one day to remove the rubbish + scrub the rooms into decency, but at last I was comfortably settled. So I thought, but woe is me! I had fallen a helpless victim to mosquitos + fleas. The latter are my greatest torment, + indeed are the help worth mentioning, for their industry is marvelous. They hop + bite from one end of me to the other + from sun-rise to sun-rise ahain. I am informed that the "China Leaf" which grows plentifully hereabout is a sure exterminator of fleas, or at any rate will drive them all away. It becomes me to try this remedy I think. As yet I have secured no boarding places, + until I get leisure to look around shall contrive to have my meals cooked + sent to me here. Batchelors Hall in reality, is this + not bad to take after being cramped up in a small state room. I have too fine rooms for office + for sleeping + obliging neighbors have "set me up" in housekeeping by the loan of a desk ward-robe, office chairs bed-stead [page 3] + so on, down to crockery and candle-sticks. I have two good honest well behaved sailors with me to do the manual labor part, and a handsome check clerk to do the "respectable" for me. Altogether you might be gratified at at a peep through the window, just to see how very comfortable I am. That my work is constant, so that as yet I can call neither morning nor evening my own, is perhaps not a matter for regret. It doubtless keeps me out of much mischief, as I am rather viciously inclined. In any event my mind is so occupied that homesickness or mental sickness is out of the question. I believe in work as the best cure for ever ill. It is the Bible principle of "overcoming evil with good". One windfall I have not mentioned. Before leaving the "Anderson" to come here, I went ashore one day just below Spanish Fort, with Dr. Drummond to take a look at the country + buy a barrel of potatoes. Went into the commissary's for the latter purpose, + who should be the presiding genius there by John Whittlesey, Camptain + A.C.M. from New Preston Conn. Of course we knew each other + closed one interview with the promise to meet if possible in Mobile. The city has since been captured, + now here we are our offices within not two squares apart. We had a jubilation together over the arrest of Geo. Hitchcock, not so over a "fallen enemy", but because it seemed a sign of coming retribution to a mean traitor to his country + disgrace to his county + state. You need not read this out of the family for I ought not to quote the private sentiments of another in such a matter. For myself I simply despise Mr. Hitchcock + all of his color." It did me [page 4] good to say this yesterday to a gentleman across the waya, a true southerner who gave his heart, and I suspect one foot to the rebel cause for it is gone somewhere. He said to me "If I had been born + lived at the north, I ought have felt as any northern men do but ____, + his eyes spoke the rest. I told him that for such as he, I had, if not sympathy, at least respect, but for northern rebels perfect hatred. This morning I attended episcopal church with Whittlesey, Commodore Palmer, General Andrews + a good many army + navy officers + men were present. The service was well conducted, and the sermon excellent. No allusion was made to the state of our country. What could he say on that subject to such an audience? people who a few days ago only spoke to each other through the cannon's mouth, now filling the same pews, listening to the same preacher. His text was, "Simon, son of Jonas, lovest though me? The hymns were our own, the music such as we often sing at home. We were one people in that church. very soon the whole land will be united, + united in heart more than ever we were before. I believe that. To day Capt Whittlesey lent me a copy of the Litchfield Enquirer. It was partly as good as a letter. Any news, any scrap of paper even from the section is precious to me, + never before, I think had such value in my eyes. I can write but little to my friends, scarcely any at all, so that their letters to me are far between. Yet I prize them none the less. If Martha ever writes you "letters for two" I wish you would send them to me to read, as otherwise I hear but seldom from her. She seems to have "sent me to grass lately", but the pasture is lonely, tell her, and wish for my sister often. Cornelius Original Format The type of object, such as painting, sculpture, paper, photo, and additional data ALS Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cornelius Gold, U.S. Navy, April 30, 1865 Subject The topic of the resource United States--History--Civil War, 1861-1865--Sources United States.--Navy.--East Gulf Blockading Squadron. Description An account of the resource Cornelius Gold writes to his mother of moving his office on shore, finding a place to live and work, and life in Mobile following the war. Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1865-04-30 https://omeka.conncoll.edu/files/original/a6edb8b4008eb89089f6e8e6f84efbf5.pdf 8f2abea1fb5d3b6d29efdc29df762d21 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cornelius Gold Papers Description An account of the resource A collection of correspondence between Cornelius Gold and his family, written between 1862 and 1866. The bulk of the correspondence is from Gold to his mother. There are also several pieces of correspondence to his brother and individual letters to other family members. This collection includes two letters from Romulus Loveridge, a lieutenant in the 3rd US Colored Infantry. The collection also contains a 62 page journal kept by Gold on his voyage from New York to Hong Kong and from Hong Kong to England in 1861-1862. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Gold, Cornelius, B., 1839-1921 Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived <a href="http://collections.conncoll.edu/gold/fa.html">Cornelius Gold Papers</a>, Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives, Connecticut College Subject The topic of the resource United States -- History -- Civil War (1861-1865) -- Sources Text A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text. Text Any textual data included in the document Bermuda Hundred Va. June 18, 1864 My Dear Mother It is late in the day, but not too late for one little word to you if I hasten. Events are thickening in this vicinity. During the night of the 15th inst. the enemy fell back from his earth works erected on our front probably the result of Grant’s flank movement toward Petersburg. At day light our forces followed them up, part making a raid to and tearing up a portion of the Petersberg + Richmond rail-way - others remaining behind to level the rebel breastworks. By dark the business was well done, when the union troops were called in, and the pickets posted on the bluff lately occupied by rebel batteries. Our regiment formed part of the picket line, being reinforced at daybreak by the 7th Conn. Vols. who distributed themselves among us with their seven shooters. At about 2 o’clock in the morning a heavy rebel force returned + lay in the ravine just before It was rather a trying time for us until day light [page 2] as we momently expected an assault in overwhelming numbers, and we had been directed by Gen. Foster to “dispute every inch of the ground”. The enemy chose to wait. The first streak of light revealed the rebel skirmishers advancing on our right, but a warm reception from Yankee rifles caused them to fall back. Then began in earnest our day’s work, not exactly a battle to be sure, but about the toughest kind of picketing. The rebels skirmishers retook possession of an interior line of rifle pits, hid behind fences, + chimneys (of a house our men had burned the evening before), or in the tops of trees, and passed the day pelting bullets at us every time a “Yank” showed his head. “Two could play at that game” so we did the same. About 5 o’clock they brought artillery into play, + after dosing us with grape +, canister + shell (with little damage) for an hour, made one grand charge on our position. A Detachment of Convalescents posted immediately on the right of Company “B” 6th Conn, broke + fled almost without firing a shot. This let the enemy through + we should have been all “bagged” as sure as fate, but for [page 3] the commanding instinct of “legs do your duty.” The way we made for our old line of rifle pits was a caution, but though effected with a shower of balls at our backs, was marvellously safe. As soon as sheltered again, we looked back to see the confederate flag waving on the position we had just left. Then our batteries opened a tremendous fire over our heads, + we peeped over our ant-hills to see the shells burst, + catch an occasional sight at a rebel with our Enfields. So the darkness came again + we were relieved. The loss in our regiment during the day was5 killed, 1 officer + 15 men wounded, + 1 captain + 17 men taken prisoners. The 7th lost about the same number. Two of their men were shot dead within a few yards of me. The first had a ball through his head, while standing behind a tree. To attempt his removal was dangerous, so he was dragged a few feet to the rear. But the hot sun soon made the body offensive, + four men, laying it on a blanket started to take it to the rear. They had scarcely gone five steps [page 4] when a rifle ball passed through the heart of one, who gave a faint “oh!” + fell, then wounded the arm of another. A third of the bearers received a slight bruise. No further attempt was made at removal. The two dead men lay where they dropped, + fell into the enemies hands when we retired. The pit in which I was stationed seemed a favorite mark for sharp shooters all day. But a “miss is as good as a mile” at night I had again to thank my Preserver. Have had a good visit with Theodore Vaill today, another with Ed. Gold + seen all the Washington boys of my acquaintance in the 2nd Conn Artillery, excepting Joe Knowles. He was absent just then. Will tell more about that next time. Cornelius Original Format The type of object, such as painting, sculpture, paper, photo, and additional data ALS Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cornelius Gold, 6th C.V.I., June 18, 1864 Subject The topic of the resource United States. Army. Connecticut Infantry Regiment, 6th (1861-1865) Siege of Petersburg (Virginia : 1864-1865) United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Casualties Description An account of the resource Cornelius Gold writes to his mother about skirmishes in the siege of Petersburg, coming under fire, and casualties suffered in his regiment. Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1864-06-18 https://omeka.conncoll.edu/files/original/6415f1bdf198fc8cf00d84cf30e34e3f.pdf f06be7320a43aa287c1bff47460e4938 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cornelius Gold Papers Description An account of the resource A collection of correspondence between Cornelius Gold and his family, written between 1862 and 1866. The bulk of the correspondence is from Gold to his mother. There are also several pieces of correspondence to his brother and individual letters to other family members. This collection includes two letters from Romulus Loveridge, a lieutenant in the 3rd US Colored Infantry. The collection also contains a 62 page journal kept by Gold on his voyage from New York to Hong Kong and from Hong Kong to England in 1861-1862. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Gold, Cornelius, B., 1839-1921 Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived <a href="http://collections.conncoll.edu/gold/fa.html">Cornelius Gold Papers</a>, Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives, Connecticut College Subject The topic of the resource United States -- History -- Civil War (1861-1865) -- Sources Text A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text. Original Format The type of object, such as painting, sculpture, paper, photo, and additional data ALS Text Any textual data included in the document Bermuda Hundred Va. June 19, 1864 My dear Amy “My heart is inditing a good matter,” that will never appear to your waiting eyes, but since you are more than usual in my thoughts tonight I must say just a word before lying down to rest, telling you this if nothing more. I have had a whole Sunday + expect a night to come, in my own tent, an almost unheard of privilege in these days; for which I am indebted to a slight indisposition that forced me back from the Picket line this morning. I left just before day-break as to have come later had been at risk of life. Sharp shooting begins with light + ends only at dusk. It hurt my pride severely being the first time I have asked excuse from duty but it is only by avoiding the small ailments that one avoids the great in this country. “A stitch in time saves nine” you know. I shall be right side up tomorrow + really none the worse for an evening of quiet enjoyment “at home”. Sitting in front of my tent this afternoon I caught my first sight of Lieutenant General Grant. He rode past (Page 2) within a rod of me accompanied by Gen Butler, two Brigadiers + two or three orderlies himself in appearance most unpretending of all. His presence here is significant of the new phase of affairs about Richmond, a change quite palpable to us. Our duty of standing by the defenses of Bermuda Hundred has grown suddenly to one of great importance, as the nearest position to Richmond + holding the right of Grant’s Army which, if turned, would cut his communications + force him to “get out o’ this” the quickest way possible. So an attempt by Lee to break through here is watched against carefully but expected any moment. Our regiment had a slight taste of his unfriendly disposition day before yesterday. While advancing occupying a new + more advanced picket line than before, a heavy force of rebels charged on us at “double quick” + drove us back in most indecent haste to our old rifle pits. Since the affair at Drury’s Bluff on our first advance toward Richmond, the 10th corps has fought no heavy battles,+ our division done nothing sufficiently brilliant to merit public notice. But (Page 3) if debarred from a share in the grand achievements of our Potomac brothers, we glory in their spunk. Our own ranks are being rapidly thinned by the petty but incessant warfare of the Picket line. Our last day resulted in a loss of 5 killed, 16 wounded + Captain Nichols of Stamford with 17 men taken prisoners. The 7th Connecticut was posted with us + lost about the same in killed and wounded. Jay Nettleton came to see me today. He is alone now – all the Washington boys gone from the regiment. Fritz Green Hollister was killed while skirmishing before Petersburg on Wednesday last. He was a noble fellow. The 2nd Conn Heavy Artillery have started today toward Petersburg. Theodor Vaill called on me yesterday + I went with him to see my other acquaintances in his regiment. I never realized so fully the meaning of “war” before nor do I now, with any faint heartedness in view of the cause for which we fight, but I do abhor it more and more. To me there is something more terrible in the deliberate shooting of men, picking them off as one would kill a squirrel, as we (Page 4) daily and hourly witness it here, than in the wholesale carnage of a battle. I do pray earnestly that the end may come, + come quickly. I like Grant’s way of working, sharp + bloody but short and life-saving in the long run. How much under God depends on him. The Black troops are winning laurels here. Every victory gained by them over the enemy has its reflex in the conquest of our wicked northern prejudice. You have no idea of the animosity of our own white troops toward “n*****s”, but this will fast vanish under such assaults as that of the “Colored Division” on the outer works at Petersburg. They won the admiration + open praise of the soldiers fighting beside them. Their noble conduct must soon compel us, perhaps make us proud to call them “brothers in arms”. What are you doing? I dream of a sweet re-union at Gray rock, + happy mid-summer migration to our dear Washington, + wish you much joy in it all. Will the two M’s of the P.G. Club meet + give two thirds of a mournful grip over the absence of the one “hi” present in spirit? Here’s my hand to you both. Cornelius Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cornelius Gold, 6th C.V.I., June 19, 1864 Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1864-06-19 Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context 2-35 Subject The topic of the resource United States. Army. Connecticut Infantry Regiment, 6th (1861-1865) Siege of Petersburg (Virginia : 1864-1865) Grant, Ulysses S. -- (Ulysses Simpson), -- 1822-1885 -- Public opinion Soldiers’ writings United States--History--Civil War, 1861-1865--Sources United States--History--Civil War, 1861-1865--Personal narratives United States--History--Civil War, 1861-1865--African Americans Description An account of the resource Cornelius Gold writes to his friend Amy about the previous day's combat, the dangers of the picket lines, and his opinion of Gen. Grant. https://omeka.conncoll.edu/files/original/65ce5a31de3b422f3ef4cb9cd752f770.pdf de6e3e92e33439c18685737ebbb6e8cc Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cornelius Gold Papers Description An account of the resource A collection of correspondence between Cornelius Gold and his family, written between 1862 and 1866. The bulk of the correspondence is from Gold to his mother. There are also several pieces of correspondence to his brother and individual letters to other family members. This collection includes two letters from Romulus Loveridge, a lieutenant in the 3rd US Colored Infantry. The collection also contains a 62 page journal kept by Gold on his voyage from New York to Hong Kong and from Hong Kong to England in 1861-1862. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Gold, Cornelius, B., 1839-1921 Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived <a href="http://collections.conncoll.edu/gold/fa.html">Cornelius Gold Papers</a>, Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives, Connecticut College Subject The topic of the resource United States -- History -- Civil War (1861-1865) -- Sources Text A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text. Text Any textual data included in the document Bermuda Hundred Va. June 1, 1864 My dear Mother I hasten to write you a word this morning, whic I can since none of us can tell one minute what will be the next. Our present camp is exposed to the enemies funs, and whenever the batteries open we up stakes + "put" for the trenches not far to go however. My tent is only a couple of rods in rear of there. Our warning usually comes in the shape of a shrapnel shell or round shot cleverly tossed over our heads or in our midst. Then we think its time to "scatter." Three times within the last thirty six hours our comfort has been disturbed in this way, followed by a storm of leaden rain + an hail lasting about an hour. Fortunately the casluatlies bear no proportion to the number of missiles though some are taken away each time. All the rebel guns in our front opened at 5 o'clock May 30. again between 1 + 2 P.M. yesterday + the third time about 2 o'clock this morning. Our regiment has had six men wounded, half of whom will die. One whose legs were this morning shattered by a shell has since died. The roll of Grant's artillery comes cheerily to us this morning. Yet it is terrible too, when we think of its meaning. All we have done or heard this side Richmond is but childs play in comparison with that, and in its results as it seems to me valueless. But we wait patiently and confidently the approach of our Lieutenant General. We trust it will not be long before the nation will cry out Richmond is fallen, is fallen! May God give us the victory. [page 2] I am in pretty good condition now, have had good quarters, + plenty of victuals + drink I received shelter tens enough from the camp of the 40th Massachusetts when deserted by them to make a snug little habitation double walled + all to myself. since I'm robbing no one else I enjoy it very much. In addition I secured plunder enough to furnish my home quite handsomely. it consists of a cracker box mounted on legs for a table, a cane bottom, backchair (of contraband descent), with legs 6 inches high, a wooden chair, with no back, a nice pine bench, + for a bed an excellent "stretcher" such as is used to carry wounded from the field. It is well stained with the blood of the poor fellows it was carried + was hardly dry when I brought it home. I cover it with my new rubber blanket, and so forget its painful associations. I reported the prize to our surgeon + told him I had it for a bed, to which he replied, "keep it then, by all means. I have stretchers enough." Then I have a broom brush, two small tin pails + as many quart pans, and if one could if one could only eat tin, I should cook myself up a cast number of curious dishes. As it is, my culinary department grows in variety every day, and I am learning a thing or two in frying pan practice. Shall apply for a position in your kitchen when I go home + be the most useful Biddy that every you had, only, don't set me to washing dishes. I detest that. I use Borden's Condensed Milk. Day before yesterday Mr. Mitchell bought a paper of corn starch and the colonel's cook made him a fine corn-starch pudding. What do you think of that man! But after all "our life" is not meat and drink, but I trust ever and more in "to do the will of Him who sent us." Yet I know my own life is not what it should be, + this gives me trouble. Ill health has compelled Col. Duryee to resign. His resignation was accepted two or [page 3] three days ago and I believe he starts for the north nto day. His loss is a serious misfortune to the regiment. We have no other officers at all fit to succeed him in command. Col. Meeker's knee is not yet well enough to allow him to resume active duty, + the Major retains the command for the present. This campaign is a destructive one to an officer + in unusual proportion I think, though the loss in the ranks is not slight. Will you send us a few papers of Tully powder? I know my liability to weakness + derangement in hot weather + think that after all it could be well to have in my pocket an "ounce (or less) of prevention." Others are sick occasionally + there is the no reason to expect tha even one of my short frame should be always + totally exempt. How are aunt Juliette's [unclear] + flowerbeds this summer? I can imagine her tenderly nursing hausplanting + watering Pansies + Pricks this warm June day. Grandma bring in a pictcher full green weeds "too pretty to throw away" + that yet [page 4] are too vile to grace the flower borders. Grandpa grows eloquent over strawberry stamens [unclear], will persist in hoeing even as his back aches + then walks into the house just in time to recall the distracting fact that he has lost his cane. [unclear ] is rather a doubtful individual. I hardly know whether to place him in Stockbridge in his garden or at the end of a firepole. But wherever you are + whatever doing, I can see you all this morning "as plain as day." The air is so clear + soft since the smoke and powder smell have cleared away. The living are back to the "tented field," a great cornfield sloping off to the river + dotted with green shoots. but it is hardening fast under the tread of an army + heat of the sun to a cavern of dead loam clay, here and there a "nameless grave," + new mound of earth heaped up yesterday, to day, each day, perhaps, of the week that have elapsed since we came here I saw a small force of young negroes "playing at war" on one of them yesterday morning. The grave was "Richmond" and the little black rascals would pursuit Lee in turn, while "Gen. Grant" in the form of another woolly head, "licked him." Every victory was followed by a shout of "de Union for ever." Your aff. Cornelius Original Format The type of object, such as painting, sculpture, paper, photo, and additional data ALS Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cornelius Gold, 6th C.V.I., June 1, 1864 Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1864-06-01 Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context 2-29 Description An account of the resource Cornelius Gold writes to his mother of attacks and casualties suffered by the regiment and the situation in the camp. Subject The topic of the resource United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Casualties United States. Army. Connecticut Infantry Regiment, 6th (1861-1865) https://omeka.conncoll.edu/files/original/083f8870af2383137af493199212e7a9.pdf fa087699b4b0afebed136d66f4fed3e5 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cornelius Gold Papers Description An account of the resource A collection of correspondence between Cornelius Gold and his family, written between 1862 and 1866. The bulk of the correspondence is from Gold to his mother. There are also several pieces of correspondence to his brother and individual letters to other family members. This collection includes two letters from Romulus Loveridge, a lieutenant in the 3rd US Colored Infantry. The collection also contains a 62 page journal kept by Gold on his voyage from New York to Hong Kong and from Hong Kong to England in 1861-1862. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Gold, Cornelius, B., 1839-1921 Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived <a href="http://collections.conncoll.edu/gold/fa.html">Cornelius Gold Papers</a>, Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives, Connecticut College Subject The topic of the resource United States -- History -- Civil War (1861-1865) -- Sources Text A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text. Text Any textual data included in the document New Haven Hotel Tuesday Morn My dear Mother Was ever such a lucky fellar as I! Out again with a “General Pass” which means-liberty to come + go when I choose, reporting at camp once each day “til further orders”- This favor was granted yesterday at request of Uncle Winthrop who asked the General for it after breakfast - Gen’l Hunt’s answer was “yes of course you shall see him before dinner” - He himself wrote + left the pass in the Colonel’s office where I was called + rec’d it - You may be sure I was not slow in making ready to go - Uncle Winthrop + Aunt May arrived in a carriage the same instant + were ready for me at the camp entrance - We drove directly to West Haven reaching there at ½ past 4 PM - drank tea with Aunt E + the children staying there till 8 o’clock - I helped Uncle W. upstairs to his room in the hotel, heard two interesting [Page 2] letters from the little boys in Washington, then enjoyed a fine moonlight walk back to camp. I shall go to Bridgeport today to meet Lillie + should she not come, try again tomorrow. I feel right well all the time, and though my present circumstances are far from unpleasant, am quite ready to be off. “the sooner the quicker” This is an excellent season to visit Carolina. Romy is there. Though I would not have him reduced to the ranks for my sake, I confess I wish he were not so high above me just now. I suppose I must “line my straps” before renewing his acquaintance. It may be easier to wait for peace than do that. I can wait most cheerfully. The sight of commissioned shoulders does not make me hungry for like honor, since I see the class of men who bear them - good, bad + indifferent like us privates. Two or three captains in our camp are now under arrest for something or another. One large man about 50 years old was perched on a barrel head all yesterday, with [Page 3] a large placard on his back, “I went to church + got Drunk.” Only a few days since the same fellar had his sergeant stripes pulled off him, for a like offence. All this interests you amazingly no doubt., but recollect its all I have to talk about. You must expect camp scandal + little else, since your boy’s life is to be there. While in it, I pass most of the time lounging, but as much as possible with my limited bodily exercise in reading, or writing notes to my friends, not many of these last however. Walking up and down the ground is rather stupid business. thank fortune, over now since I have larger liberty. Morris Island drilling will exercise me plentifull, enough I’m thinking. This weather is delightful. Uncle + Aunt are through breakfast + about to take a ride in the morning air. Cornelius starts for Bridgeport presently. shall 4 hours of waiting there + shall take the life of Victor Hugo for company. Good morning - Your aff. Cornelius Original Format The type of object, such as painting, sculpture, paper, photo, and additional data ALS Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cornelius Gold, 6th C.V.I, August 1863 Subject The topic of the resource United States--History--Civil War, 1861-1865--Sources United States. Army. Connecticut Infantry Regiment, 6th (1861-1865) Soldiers--Conduct of life Description An account of the resource Cornelius Gold writes to his mother about camp life in New Haven and being able to get leave to visit family in the area. Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1863-08 https://omeka.conncoll.edu/files/original/8398f8c6edb016409b0d53a3c65f6d20.pdf a8f2103bda3a765d41f9e22590df6bfb Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cornelius Gold Papers Description An account of the resource A collection of correspondence between Cornelius Gold and his family, written between 1862 and 1866. The bulk of the correspondence is from Gold to his mother. There are also several pieces of correspondence to his brother and individual letters to other family members. This collection includes two letters from Romulus Loveridge, a lieutenant in the 3rd US Colored Infantry. The collection also contains a 62 page journal kept by Gold on his voyage from New York to Hong Kong and from Hong Kong to England in 1861-1862. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Gold, Cornelius, B., 1839-1921 Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived <a href="http://collections.conncoll.edu/gold/fa.html">Cornelius Gold Papers</a>, Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives, Connecticut College Subject The topic of the resource United States -- History -- Civil War (1861-1865) -- Sources Text A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text. Text Any textual data included in the document Camp 3rd Reg’t. U.S.C.T. Morris Island, S.C. Sept 11, 1863 Dear Cornelius, We have not taken Charleston, nor has this barren island been transformed into a second “Garden of Eden”, why I seize my pen to write you a hasty letter, but the non-arrival of mail for us has made us desperate - there is deep water - powder + balls near at hand. What is to be done? As all our news and love must come from the north, I suppose the treason must be great, but remember we are willing to pay high premiums for genuine articles. I take it for granted you [Page 2] do not expect much from me for it is glory enough to be a soldier, without being able to write a good letter. Did I think you were unlike myself and could sympathize with the victim, I would tell you of a foot-race that took place between one of our boys and a crab — poor crab got beaten + the fellow eats rations for a week at one meal. But to tell the truth we are living by eating + drink here as you do in the land of promise not knowing what a day may not bring forth. The weeks just past have brought forth daily digging in the trenches, before Wagner, and last Monday’s sun rose upon Federal bayonets upon the parapet of that fort. Many lives were lost — many [Page 3] poor fellows wounded during the seige, but we are thankful that the number of casualties was not increased by the capture of the fort. The chivalry left in time to avoid fighting, leaving behind them guns and ammunition. They went not away, however, without leaving unmistakable tokens of the love they bear us. To facilitate our occupation of their late home — they left heavy planks across the moat ring around it. Some, without reason I think, are disposed to question their motives inasmuch as the planks were driven thick with sharpened spikes — they being two inches apart and three inches above board. Judging of this act in the [Page 4] light which their previous conduct enables us to, is not the conclusion reasonable, indeed inevitable, that they intended us no injury, but, probably laying the planks in the dark, they accidentally got them down wrong side up — with the spikes down the planks would have been more firm. I see no reason to regard these people otherwise than as brothers and well wishers although along the side of the fort exposed to attack were driven lances, so arranged that a party of men having gained the parapet + then being driven back must unavoidably fall impaled upon them. To my mind the fact that their object, in placing the lances as stated, was to assist those who might wish to scramble up the bank. [Page 5] I sometimes think our kinsmen heedless But the other day, they carelessly left lying, unlabelled in the sand, a small tin box, which a soldier accidentally hitting with his foot and rendered amputation necessary. “A prophet is without honor in his own land”, so with this traduced people — but abroad, their friends are numerous. Several orders forbid my writing concerning future plans — we sometimes thake the liberty to jump to conclusions. I predict our next work will be on Sullivan’s Island. The Weehawken exploded a magazine in Moultrie last Monday. On the same day the whole or a part of Moultrieville was burned — cause unknown — at least to me. Do not get despondent and despair [Page 6] of the fall of Charleston. Take courage from the past, if we have taken the works upon which they mainly relied it is but reasonable to conclude we can capture the rest, one or two months may be necessary for its accomplishments — but being confident of a victorious result — the time will seem short. Rumors are afloat to day that Rosencrans’ army have plucked new laurels from the hilltops around Chattanooga. “God speed the right” — but we had best set ourselves about being thankful or we cannot keep pace with the already rapid progress of the Right. Will not disaffection tear Lee’s army limb from limb? Think of urging men to fight for the defence of their homes, when these are already under federal rule! [Page 7] and appearantly to continue so. I told you our manner of living was similar to yours. You wish to know what our dish consists? Well, pure sand is very plenty, but does not constitute our whole dish. Seafood forms a frequent dish — oysters — clams — crabs + fish receiving each, a share of attention, we purchase many things of the Post Commissar and the Sanitary Commission occasionally leave the pound at the Hospital + its equivalent, an ounce with us. Every hill + valley ought to pour out of its abundance into the lap of the U.S.S. Commission. The Sanitary + Christian Commissions are doing immense good, under the direction of Dr. Marsh in this Dep’t. or at least, the S.C. is in his charge. Whatever I receive from these commissions, I shall accept as from the good friends of Washington; the [Page 8] codfish we had for breakfast this morning, I give George Lyman credit for. You will please say to Miss Mary Vail that I enjoyed that bottle of wine much + found it a great relief to my “awful infirmities”. But I am just now informed of my appointment as senior A.D.C. to Col. Montgomery, Comdg 4th Brigade 1st Div, and since I am to enter upon my new duties, at once, you will be spared reading more than I have already written. The manner + matter show haste. With very kind regards for yourself, and your circle of friends, I remain, Your devoted, Colored friend R.C. Loveridge Address Romulus C. Loveridge 1st Lieut + A.A.D.C. 4th Brigade, 1st Div. Morris Island S.C. N.B. I do not write for publication, so let this be strictly confidential + delay the reading of it until dusk, if you please. Original Format The type of object, such as painting, sculpture, paper, photo, and additional data manuscript letter Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Romulus Loveridge, 3rd U.S.C.I., Sep. 11, 1863 Subject The topic of the resource United States. -- Army. -- Colored Infantry Regiment, 3rd (1863-1865) United States--History--Civil War, 1861-1865--Sources Soldiers--Conduct of life Operations rations (Military supplies) United States--History--Civil War, 1861-1865--Campaigns--Charleston (S.C.)--History--Siege, 1863 Description An account of the resource Romulus Loveridge writes to Cornelius Gold of operations around the siege of Charleston and life in camp. https://omeka.conncoll.edu/files/original/ac61df866ef6216d93962235f280e2a4.pdf b1f5900ae116f1ab2c5c9e6517f1a9a4 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cornelius Gold Papers Description An account of the resource A collection of correspondence between Cornelius Gold and his family, written between 1862 and 1866. The bulk of the correspondence is from Gold to his mother. There are also several pieces of correspondence to his brother and individual letters to other family members. This collection includes two letters from Romulus Loveridge, a lieutenant in the 3rd US Colored Infantry. The collection also contains a 62 page journal kept by Gold on his voyage from New York to Hong Kong and from Hong Kong to England in 1861-1862. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Gold, Cornelius, B., 1839-1921 Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived <a href="http://collections.conncoll.edu/gold/fa.html">Cornelius Gold Papers</a>, Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives, Connecticut College Subject The topic of the resource United States -- History -- Civil War (1861-1865) -- Sources Text A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text. Text Any textual data included in the document Hilton Head, S.C. Nov. 2. 1863 My dear Brother Our camp is well nigh deserted. 800 men are gone to load heavy ordnance at the wharf. The very guard tent is emptied for the emergency. Lieut. Eaton, commanding our company, whose clerk I am, excuses me from all fatigue duty. So I have simply to Drill + do his writing at present. A simplicity that involves time however, making the days pass quickly + busily in pleasantness + peace. The writing is not laborious enough to harm me. I like it, because it brings me near the kindest of officers, and gives more of an insight into military matters than I would otherwise get. At the close of every 2d month there are about 3 days of steady scratching. I am just through with that job for this time. [Page 2] having been at it five days as a green Hand. That's why I have as yet expended little labor or leisure on the friends at home. And the other reason you can not imagine the sameness of life in a square, perfectly flat four acre lot, where every man must stand with his thumb in his mouth, and the only fig biting is with vermin. Not so very much of that either. We drown them in cold water as thoroughly as we can. Very good water we have, and I am the fresher this instant from a bath in it. I had the whole tent to splurge in, Mitchell + Monroe, my mates, being about on fatigue duty, pulling down an old horse stable. When that is accomplished I suppose th each man in camp will be invited to shoulder a plank + transport it to the appointed spot for the new regimental stables. Hark! I hear the boom of a Morris Island guns. Often in these still days, we hear it, [Page 3] and wonder how the fight progresses, but like people North, must wait for news. Gilmore's artillery no doubt speaks today more intellegibly to Charleston than to us. I fear we must give up all hope of assisting in the siege, unless a worse calamity should befal the country, in the shape of a heavy reverse there, and pressing call for men. Officers say, we recruits will not be fit for the field under three months. There's no telling how long we may remain here, quite likely all winter at least. It is not a bad place to stay in. I am quite content, so far as physical comfort or companionship is concerned. Both are certainly better than I anticipated. Providence has yoked Mr. Mitchell and me together, whether we would or no, + to my profit. For tentmate, we have John Monroe of Norwich, an inoffensive honest Christian, exschoolmaster exshopkeeper exapockethandkerchief [Page 4] and who will blow his nose at the wrong end, much to the annoyance of Mitchell, who has not hesitated to advise him on the subject, and with good effect. Monroe is docile, a good child, will do neither us nor the enemy any harm if he can avoid it. When assigned to companies, our first assignment was broken up, and original messmate passed to Co. E. Much to our relief was this, for Veely, though pious, was a disagreeable bore, and too much of a noisy Methodist to please either of us. Not that we were unwilling others should be cognisant of our evening worship, but the very beauty of family prayer seems to me to be in its seclusion, "the world shut out", only Christ in the midst of us. I think I mentioned in my last letter, that Veely is a Roxbury man, son-in-law of Welton. Who do you think we have stumbled on, for an old acquaintance in Company B! [Page 5] no less a personage than William O'Brien father of Mr. Parrish's Johnny! He is a right sturdy, kind hearted old soldier, liked by all his comrades, us among them. Isn’t war a leveler? here is a fine old dirt digging paddy, the actual superior by more than 2 years experience of Abner W. Mitchell! But Mr. Mitchell will, + does already command the respect of his officers by his own cheerful obedience and manful spirit. What nature does for him, circumstances do for me, so that we both feel at home in our company + regiment, and are sure of good treat ment so long as we behave ourselves. Indeed every man is certain of that for himself. The chaplain is cordial always, + a real belssing to us. I am glad we have been put just here. It could not have been better anywhere [Page 6] Humph! isn’t it too bad! Here is Lt. Eaton back again with our five muster Rolls in his hand, my five last days work all to be re-written! + mad enough to kick his colonel. It is through no fault of mine, but simply because Lt. Col. Duryee finds fault with dates contracted in this manner, Sept. 12, 61 instead of Sept. 12, 1861, a thing of no importance whatever, + which the narrowness of columns has always made necessary. I have one consolation in it, that it gives Lt. Eaton + the Adjutant occasion to say that so correct rolls have not left this company in two years before. The worst of it is, that for the sake of using his authority, the colonel may keep the whole regiment awaiting their pay for days. We all hope for a successor to Col. Chatfield soon, who will take the reins from the hand of this youthful brainless charioteer. Under these circumstances, you will see [Page 7] the need of a little rest, before I buckle on the armor, and march a second time over the long rolls. I shall write you no more at present. I will repeat my P.O. Address. Wherever in the Department of the South we might be sent, matter would be forwarded. This is the Central Depot of the Department Cornelius B. Gold 6th C.V. Co. B 6th Conn. Vol. Co. B Hilston Head, S.C. Evening — Have been at a game of “two old cat” with some camp contrebands, and played myself into quite a sweat. It seemed very like Connecticut. Then I stretched myself quite alone in the tent, for an old fasioned read, and had it for a half hour, when our orderly sergeant Hicks came in, and chatted pleasantly with me till drum roll for supper. My book + tea lasted till dusk. Then our men came howling + hungry into camp on the run, and I vacated the tent for a stroll to the chaplain’s. He is PostMaster + informs me tonight is my last chance for this mail. [Page 8] He has a melodeon + holds a choir rehearsal tonight for next Sunday service. he has quite a fine quartette of male voices, + invited me to stay and listen. But I prefer to close my “correspondence”, and indulge a little more in Kinglake, before going to bed. I understand Gilmore has footing on James’ Island, and The labor of too the soldiers this P.M. has been in loading one enormous mortar for the siege operations, two more are yet to be put on board. From this you may gain some idea of the time necessary to transport + place these young volcanoes in position. Love to Grandpa’s family, + all the uncles, aunts + cousins in the neighborhood, the Lymans Mrs. Hart + everybody who wants for this time + all time. I shall put an end to this farce of rending weekly what abides with you alway. I give you “power of attorney” to signal for me in all general love matters, reserving the particular to myself of course, should any occur. Cornelius Please send by mail my Webster’s Pocket Dictionary. Original Format The type of object, such as painting, sculpture, paper, photo, and additional data manuscript letter Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cornelius Gold, 6th C.V.I., November 2, 1863 Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1863-11-02 Subject The topic of the resource United States--History--Civil War, 1861-1865--Sources United States. Army. Connecticut Infantry Regiment, 6th (1861-1865) Soldiers--Religious life Soldiers--Conduct of life Soldiers--Attitudes Soldiers--Recreation Description An account of the resource Cornelius Gold writes to his brother about camp life, other soldiers, dealings with officers, and his job as regimental secretary. https://omeka.conncoll.edu/files/original/8b3d8b7259e5e6ecfb93d84dd61f26c9.pdf 7731ad7c4b08171e33eb570701c78b81 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cornelius Gold Papers Description An account of the resource A collection of correspondence between Cornelius Gold and his family, written between 1862 and 1866. The bulk of the correspondence is from Gold to his mother. There are also several pieces of correspondence to his brother and individual letters to other family members. This collection includes two letters from Romulus Loveridge, a lieutenant in the 3rd US Colored Infantry. The collection also contains a 62 page journal kept by Gold on his voyage from New York to Hong Kong and from Hong Kong to England in 1861-1862. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Gold, Cornelius, B., 1839-1921 Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived <a href="http://collections.conncoll.edu/gold/fa.html">Cornelius Gold Papers</a>, Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives, Connecticut College Subject The topic of the resource United States -- History -- Civil War (1861-1865) -- Sources Text A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text. Text Any textual data included in the document Head Quarters 2nd Brigade SFosters Division Jacksonville Fla. March 5th 1864 Dear Cornelius I have just rolled out of bed + without perfecting my toilet set down to write a line to go in the boat leaving this morning. You will excuse me for believing you anxious to know whether I wasnt in + if so, whether I came out of the late fight. By special permission of Genl. Seymour I was allowed to go to the front with Col. M. (the 3rd U.S.C.T. has not been under Col. M. since landing here + that it was not to be was plain to me long before we went to the front) For that occasion the 54th Mass + 1st N.C.V were assigned to Col. M. + his brigade formed the rear of the column, in the march. The brigade got into action a half hour later than the others - the 54th Mass on the left + the 1st N.C.V. near the centre. Both regiments were exposed to a raking fire + behaved well lost heavily. The 1st N.C.V. lost several valuable officers. Capt. Jewett - a.a.a.c. when we were at the Head - was wounded in the neck. He was serving with his regiment leaving me alone with Col. M. “How did I feel?” “I had no time to feel.” Conscious of the nearness of danger yet I did not ex- pect to be injured. I was animated + entered into the spirit of the fight. I wanted to drive ahead + thrash the “rebs”. My horse was wounded in right fore + hind legs - each bullet burry ing itself + passing through. My sword scabbard (steel) was bent by a bullet. Your humble servant - thanks to Our Heavenly Father - was uninjured. Near dusk, while I was riding in search of the Genl. for orders - a rebel regiment or strong line of skirmishers halted me, whereupon I answered that I was “all right,” “union + in search of the Gen.” whereupon they opened upon me, nearly 50 bullets whizzing about me before I got out of range. I wonder they did not let me ride along + take me prisoner. We were under fire 3 1/2 hours - but it seemed no more than half an hour. One is so ab- sorbed in the fight that he thinks of nothing else. I have no time to write particularly - everything not personal you will get in the papers. Excuse my saying, Col. M. told me he had praised my conduct in the fight more highly at my back, that he could do at my face. Colonel Tilghman is comdg a Brigade + has had me relieved of duty with Col. M. + assigned to duty as actg ordnance officer on his own staff. How are you prospering? What news from Home? your friend Loveridge. [Page 2] Wednesday Mar 9. I hope it will not be a breach of friendship if I forward this letter from Loveridge. Your own good sense will show you that it was not intended for circulation, and limit its use accordingly. Yet I think it will not interest you more than a secondhand version through me. George Bissell called on me an hour ago, and we had a very pleasant little visit. He looks very well. Is paymaster on the U.S. Stmr Mary Lanford one of the Charleston Blockading fleet. She came to Hilton Head yesterday and returns tomorrow this afternoon to her station off Sullivan’s Island. The Mary Lanford lay only a half mile distant from the Housatonic at the time the latter was sunk by a forpedo and it was by the merest chance Bissell was saved from being sent “sky-high” instead of the other. He tells some funny stories of the torpedo panic that has since prevailed, every empty barrel or floating log looms in the darkness to a “monster of the deep”. Once, Fort Wagner, the picket boats + a gunboat opened with all arms, and bombarded an old stump with the greatest fury till the mistake was discovered. There is good cause for caution however + the vessels of the fleet now keep under way all night instead of lying at anchor as before. Cornelius. Original Format The type of object, such as painting, sculpture, paper, photo, and additional data manuscript letter Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Romulus Loveridge, 3rd U.S.C.I., March 5, 1864 Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1864-03-05 Subject The topic of the resource United States--History--Civil War, 1861-1865--Sources United States. -- Army. -- Colored Infantry Regiment, 3rd (1863-1865) United States. Navy Olustee, Battle of, Olustee, Fla., 1864 United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Blockades Charleston (S.C.) -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 Description An account of the resource Romulus Loveridge write to his Gunnery classmate Cornelius Gold about his experience in the Battle of Olustee outside of Jacksonville. Gold forwards the letter home with a note describing his meeting with his friend George Bissell, a paymaster in the U.S. Navy during the Charleston Blockade, with some discussion of his Navy experiences. https://omeka.conncoll.edu/files/original/66f24d44919cf5b45a4e8ab7fe8cdec2.pdf 274cb23bff0acbf119675518d3a192e5 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cornelius Gold Papers Description An account of the resource A collection of correspondence between Cornelius Gold and his family, written between 1862 and 1866. The bulk of the correspondence is from Gold to his mother. There are also several pieces of correspondence to his brother and individual letters to other family members. This collection includes two letters from Romulus Loveridge, a lieutenant in the 3rd US Colored Infantry. The collection also contains a 62 page journal kept by Gold on his voyage from New York to Hong Kong and from Hong Kong to England in 1861-1862. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Gold, Cornelius, B., 1839-1921 Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived <a href="http://collections.conncoll.edu/gold/fa.html">Cornelius Gold Papers</a>, Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Linda Lear Center for Special Collections and Archives, Connecticut College Subject The topic of the resource United States -- History -- Civil War (1861-1865) -- Sources Text A resource consisting primarily of words for reading. Examples include books, letters, dissertations, poems, newspapers, articles, archives of mailing lists. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre Text. Original Format The type of object, such as painting, sculpture, paper, photo, and additional data manuscript letter Text Any textual data included in the document Hilton Head S.C. Feb 29, 1864 My dear “Family”, February has gone, or is going out like a lamb, and our Winter vanishes softly in the mild misty twilight of a spring evening. It has been “no great shakes of a winter”, for a Connecticut boy but “what there was of it” I am glad to see go. Sand is a poor substitute for snow, and windy dirt-storms is not cold, are neither beautiful nor anything else but dirt. I suppose however, that our southern neighbors think it must be highly nutritious for Northern “mud-sills” to diet on Carolina gravel, and glory in their “hospitable shores”, “Bad luck to ‘em”! They have been feeding our boys in Florida in even worse fashion rifle balls by the gallon. It would make your heart ache to hear the tales the maimed ones tell of the battle, the repulse, and the long weary march of wounded men left behind in the street, who would walk till they died rather than fall into rebel hands. I will tell you as near as I can the story of one, a private in the 47th N.Y.Vols, this regiment has been encamped close by us til the expedition and out of more than 700 who went into the fight upwards of 200 answered to roll call at the close, the rest killed, wounded + missing. Feb. 30. I thought I had the “world shut out” at 9 o’clock last night, and a good hour to spend with you before bed time, but a good [page 2] friend knocked at the door, and I let him in with a groan. I felt it was my only chance to write you this mail, and he talked and stayed till eleven o’clock, my fault as much as his for we both enjoyed the confab, but when he was gone I shut up my portfolio and laid it away with disgust. It is the close of one month and beginning of another, so that for a few days we are over-run with work. I shall have the pleasure of writing Muster Rolls far into this night, have only a moment now while waiting for the other clerk to come and help. I think I have told you what I am “doing in the Adjutant’s tent”, but since you are ignorant will repeat it. My duty is writing, and nothing else. When I can, I go out and drill an hour with my company in the afternoon, but the business is rather more confining than I like, and I have asked to be relieved, and sent back to my company for duty. I feel impatient to get there, am out of humor with my “quill”. My health is good enough but I came here to be a soldier, and nothing less will satisfy me. Now I will try to set your mind at rest on one subject, by telling you exactly how I am. My way of life has been too sedentary to change me much from the individual I was six months ago. But I complain of nothing in the way of pains sickness or burdens to be borne, have literally nothing to complain of, wish I had, it would be a luxury to get real tired once from work, to carry a knapsack till my back ached. One thing I am determined on, to get fairly out of doors again and stay there [Page 3] if I can. The Adjutant’s office is a good place to learn gain an important part of a military edication, but with one the physical must ever be uppermost, if I would thrive. Last week I went three or four times to the Hospital and passed an hour or two talking with our wounded soldiers from Florida or helping them in any way I could. Since we were not allowed to share their pains, it is the next best thing to give them sympathy. At first I had a dread of going among the wounded, the sight of blood or bruises was always repulsive to me, but it was my fortune to meet a shattered arm at the door, and pour a “cup of cold water” on the bandage for the owner, to talk with him, go in and sit down with him, write a letter for him, + have a right pleasant time. This opened the way to other beds + bedridden ones, another letter for a man with a ball through his thigh, and a bit of banking business for the poor fellow who trusted $60.00/00 in greenbacks with me to send for him to the Savings Bank in New York. He had more faith in strangers than I could have had, but it was none the less grateful to me to be able to aid him. I have quite missed my visits there, since, for the last two days I have had no time to go. I would tell you more about the doings of the regiment, if there were anything to tell, but beyond a story of “Guard duty” there would be nothing. This has been too incessant to admit of artillery practice yet. But our veterans returned last Sunday + I dare say will soon begin the Heavy Artillery drill. I understand that one of Company “B” [Page 4] tumbled off East or West Rock while at New Haven, and killed himself. We shall miss poor McNamara, if this is true, for he was our company tailor. James Dunn made a slight mistake. Mr. Mitchell has not been acting sergeant Major at all, was only performing the duties of quartermaster sergeant during the absence of the sergeant. I am sorry for Mr. M’s sake he should give any such impression. Mr. Mitchell is highly respected by both officers and men, and I have no doubt will some day rise above the ranks. If he does, it will not be for office seeking. There are too many old soldiers to reward for long + faithfullly services, to allow of speedy preferment to new corners. I am glad to hear of Theodore Mills’ good fortune and of and right sorry, we are to have his brother, + our cousin, Charlie Robinson, for a neighbor. But I wish him all success in his noble mission, and said “my love” + belssing to him + her + the little one. Please deliver when you see them. So Henry “made a lip” at Mr. Gunn and was punished richly for his impudence. He’ll “look out” next time “I reckon”! Am much obliged for the bundle of papers. Have enjoyed “looking at the pictures” in Leslie very much, can find use for them if I do not find time to read them myself, which is most unlikely at present. 1/2 past One A.M. The hour is sufficient excuse for putting my hand and seal to this letter. Have just ended my day’s labor. Mail closes tomorrow, that is, to day. Will you please put a large white pocket handkerchief in the next letter for me — mine is getting dingy — Mails are slightly irregular and I have no list of sailing days, doubt if they are fixed. In haste, Cornelius. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Cornelius Gold, 6th C.V.I., February 29, 1864 Subject The topic of the resource Civil War, camp life, army bureaucracy United States--History--Civil War, 1861-1865--Sources United States. Army. Connecticut Infantry Regiment, 6th (1861-1865) United States--Army--Clerical work Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1864-02-29 Description An account of the resource Cornelius Gold writes to his family of life in camp, his frustration at his clerical duties and desire to be trained for combat, and visiting with wounded soldiers